And Then I Found...

cried and cried and cried.  ‘and i remember one warm august evening when we sat looking out across the fjord from the bygdoy peninsula. i don’t quite know where i got it from but i suddenly blurted out ‘we’re only in this world once.’ ‘we’re here now,’ said veronika as if she thought we ought to remind ourselves of the fact.  but i felt she was brushing off what i was trying to express, because then i said: ‘i think of evenings like this that i’ll no more be able to know…’ i knew that veronika remembered that line from one of olaf bull’s poems. it was a poem we had once read together. suddenly veronika turned to me and pinched my ears with her fingers. ‘but then at least you’ve been here. lucky you…’ she said.’ 

cried and cried and cried. 

‘and i remember one warm august evening when we sat looking out across the fjord from the bygdoy peninsula. i don’t quite know where i got it from but i suddenly blurted out ‘we’re only in this world once.’

‘we’re here now,’ said veronika as if she thought we ought to remind ourselves of the fact. 

but i felt she was brushing off what i was trying to express, because then i said: ‘i think of evenings like this that i’ll no more be able to know…’ i knew that veronika remembered that line from one of olaf bull’s poems. it was a poem we had once read together.

suddenly veronika turned to me and pinched my ears with her fingers. ‘but then at least you’ve been here. lucky you…’ she said.’ 

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