Birthday (esto va al principio pero no inmediatamente después del principio)

• AROUND MY THROAT AND AND...

- I think you should speak more

-hmm?

-I think you should talk more often, you should speak more

-Maybe I should

-You don't say enough...

-... there is something eeriely tranquilising in the up-side down Hanged Man, he floats while he's dancing, he's not hanged anymore

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"Happy Birthday," he said and handed a wrapped thin rectangle-shaped item to Andrew who smiled guessing already the content although it did not count really as guessing when achieved due to repetition.

-"Several Perceptions"

- Yeah, I thought you might like it

-Sometime I wish I had a book in my library without you name writen in the first page

-Books in Norway are in Norwegian

-They don't have books in English in Norway?

-They do, but I bought that one for me first

-Is it good?

-Yes, someone sets a ferret free from the zoo at some point

-Oh..... is that why you bought it?

-Mostly

-Sounds good, I'll read it. This is awkard.

- More people coming?

-Yes

-Even more awkard to me then.

-Laurent and Lou are coming.

-We'll drink until we forget that I wasn't here for time enough to create unconfortable silences

-I like them

-Maybe they are not

-What?

-Nothing

-...

-...

-...

-...

He was sure about Tristram's thoughts. He looked at him, he thought he could pierce through Tristram's wall of immutability. He studied all the calculated gestures, every glance controlled, Tristram and his subconcious kinetic appriopiateness, his re-readings of On the Road every time he was in a long train journey and The Waves read three times since he was fifteen when he would re-read when he turned in a multiple of 5. He was the same, Tristram was obviously feeling the unsettling sensation of his return numbness. He was afraid, the attempts of smiling deceive him thought Andrew. After studying him quietly he was ready to predict. He will rub his knees with his palms, he will stop when Andrew looks at his movement, the he will sip his cup of tea as not to talk, he will not sip, he will fake it, he will not want the tea to be finished, he will need to sip their silence dry. He will now ask something trivial. No. He will now bring a memory so they can laugh and forget the abyss Tristram created by imagining its existence

-Remember when you fell in

-The lagoon?

-Yes.

-...

-...

Now, he will say too happily, "That's the door, someone's knocking door" and smile honestly. Tristram, he created the unconfortable feeling thougth Andrew.