I have done so much. I've been so good.
I was so damn good.
I was good in kindergarten. I was good in primary school. I was good at medium. In high school I was good to suck, not only in studies but also socially. I was good without being a nerd, without being what he is studying only for interrogation, sometimes I was rebellious and cheeky and treated on the edge of my professors allowed, yet I was the favorite, and to do this one must be good to do almost shit, I realize now. I studied like a good boy and I had a really good girlfriend that I married a good boy surrounded by good friends after I had been offered a place so good it has done nothing but open doors to other places for good. Then we had children with whom we have been good, we have found a home and we put in place as good. I did not make it go round in circles in all this talent for years. I woke up in, I fell asleep inside. I breathed skill and little by little I lost my life. That's it, I realize now. God forbid that my children will become good as me.
Erlend Loe
"Doppler. Life with the Moose"
Hyperborea, 2007 [pg. 46-47]
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