I’m calm when I’m here. It’s like being at the heart of something. At the heart of the world. Like the world turns around us. Like we’re at the heart of the universe …
Do you mind if I talk? You look like you want to go to sleep. I don’t. I’m awake.
I can tell.
Do I talk too much?
What would your last words be? What would you say? How would you sum it all up, philosopher? Isn’t that your business: summing things up?
Last words … I’d have no last words. I’d just carry on talking forever. I’d have nothing to say, but I’d just keep on talking forever.
Work in Progress 