
[0001] I am in my mother's room.
[0002] It's I who live there now.
[0003] I don't know how I got there.
[0004] Perhaps in an ambulance, certainly
a vehicle of some kind.
[0005] I was helped.
[0006] I'd never have got there
alone.
[0007] There's this man who comes every week. Perhaps I got
here thanks to him.
[0008] He says not.
[0009] He gives me money and takes
away the pages.
[0010] So many pages, so much money.
[0011] Yes, I work now,
a little like I used to, excet [place = overwritten] pt that I don't know how to work any
more.
[0012] That doesn't matter apparently.
[0013] What I'd like now is to
speak of the things that are left, say my good-byes, finish dying.
[0014] They don't want that.
[0015] Yes, there is more than one, apparently.
[0016] But it's always the same one that comes.
[0017] You'll do that later,
he says.
[0018] Good.
[0019] The truth is I haven't much will lieft left.
[0020] When
he comes for the fresh pages he brings back the pr3 [place = overwritten] evious week's.
[0021] They are marked with signs I don't understand.
[0022] Anyway I don't
read them.
[0023] When I've done nothing he gives me nothing, he scolds
me.
[0024] Yet I don't work for money.
[0025] For what then?
[0026] I don't know.
[0027] The truth is I don't know much.
[0028] For example my mother's death.
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