Today

M: Larry?
L: Yes, Mary?
M: What day is it?
L: Today?
M: Yes, today.
L: Today its Wednesday.
M: So?
L: So ... What ... So?
M: So... Isn't it your mothers birthday, today?
L: My mother was born on a Monday.
M: Eighty years ago.
L: Today is a Wednesday.
M: Eighty years ago today was a Monday.
L: Ooh... Do you think so?
M: I think so
L: Eighty years ago today...
(silence)
Happy birthday mom.

Somewhere

M: Larry?
L: Yes, Mary?
M: What’s happening now?
L: Now?
M: Yes.
L: This exact moment?
M: Yes.
L: Why should there something be happening?
M: There must be. Don't you think?
L: Yes. Probably. There must be.
M: Somewhere.
L: Yes, somewhere.

Monday quickie

M: Larry?
L: Yes, Marry?
M: How quiet does it have to be to hear you're blood rushing trough you're veins?
L: Quiet.
M: Very quiet. (long silence)
L: And?
M: What?
L: Do you hear something?
M: No. (silence)
L: Not yet.
M: Maybe later.
L: Maybe later.

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This beautifull picture was captured by Hilde B. in the farfafarrr Patagonia.

sommigen zijn beter (2)

M: Jealous?
L: Me? No. Why should I?
M: Not even a bit?
L: ... Maybe a bit.
M: So a bit jealous then?
L: Yes. a bit.
M: jealous of flickeur?
L: What does flickeur mean, anyway?
M: I think it is pronounced like voyeur.
L: Ohh... You think so?
M: So ... you are not jealous then. ... Only a bit?
L: No. ... I mean, Yes. ... Yes, I am jealous.

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the picture was grabbed on the site of mario klingemann the man who made flickeur and Islands Of Consciousness. A job well done if you asked me.