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Journal Entry – 23/11/1998

I am remembering a moment.

Time is ours and space was ours and neither belong or were. We had just been to the bank to pay in a cheque. The weather was dull and we decided to have lunch at one of our usual cafes. It was a typical lunch break. After the usual coffee and cake we stopped off at the gallery on The Mound. In there we saw the paintings: a Grünewald and a Cranach. The Cranach was his version of Melancholia. I never saw you in the same light again. The beauty of your rapture was something I remember now, on a train going in the wrong direction on a dull November. You never did take me with you, and the memory is still not enough.

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