How are we perceived,

if we are to be perceived at all?

For the most part we are invisible.

她的名字叫 Iiglô

November 11th, 2007

禮拜天,睡到自然醒。夢見去商店買東西,店裏有個善良的金髮女孩不厭其煩的在側待我選揀,離去時格外留意了她的名牌,Iiglô,我笨拙的讀。她陪我從店裏走出來,在街上一同漫步。我若有所思的說,嗯,是 Iiglô(唸成igloo),不是 Iiglò,也不是 Iigló,而是 Iiglô。醒來時嘴裏還叨著這個字。

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