All entries for Sunday 16 January 2005

They went missing. Like my socks go missing after a big laundry day. They were there and the next moment they are missing. It gives you a hollow feeling in the heart. It makes me think of a big house filled with laughter, noise, passion to life – all that dissappearing at once, erasing the memory and clearing the page. Where did they go? Where did my singled socks go? How do we carry on making sense of life when nonesense like that happens?