2007/05/11 Lisbon
Back to bed
Savior
The day that the Portuguese edition of The Jewish Messiah was to be launched I got sick.
The illness was so strong that I had no other choice than to believe that death is on its way.
Last night I slept for more than twelve hours. It didn’t help.
Now I’m going back to bed, waiting for my savior.
9 comments
I' m sure the Portugese people will love the Jewish essiah even though you won't make it to the release-party. Hope you get well soon,
That is God's punishment for your typos.
Get well soon. And again, you can always ask me to take care of the guilt fo a moment, now that you don't feel alright.
dream
Last night i dreamed that your photograph was in my passport.
believing you're not going to make it is the best cure
(most people die in disbelieve)
Pessoa and Herman de Coninck…
Lissabon, some might think this is a good place to die. Don’t you dare leaving us now, Mr. Grunberg.
Get well soon.
Indeed
Don't you dare. I was just thinking of an artwork about this blog or you can either say about blogs in general.
So to all the people who visit Arnon's blog on a regular basis: don't you dare.
And if, finally, somebody does, it - in the name of the concept- has to be Arnon.
(I was not planning to do anything without anyone's permission.)
I think you're travelling too often, too far, eating, drinking, working, sleeping at irregular hours. And then all this emotions (awards!).
My husband is a physician. Shall I send him as your savior? Apart from Johannes & Sander and your intimi you obviously need a personal physician, a cook, a complete court ...
Don't eat, don't drink, except for tea, bouillon, yoghurt (no sugar) and water. Try to vomit, to 'empty' yourself, to sleep ... get well soon, we count upon you.
I really don't think 'traveling too often' is possible, dear Dominique.
dream II
Last night I dreamt my photograph was in your passport.