I went to the city with a friend for coffee. Walking back from there, I noticed lines of poetry written on the wall with my favorite typewriter font:
discovered
myself
dreaming
of moments
what
now
are here
And so it was. I was living the (writer’s) life I had always dreamed of.
*****
Unistus hetkedest
Käisin Rotermanni kvartalis sõbrannaga Röstis kohvil. Sealt minema jalutades märkasin seinale mu lemmikfondiga tehtud luuleridu:
avastasin
end
unistamast
hetkedest
mis
praegu
ongi käes
Ja nii oligi. Ma elasin just seda (kirjaniku)elu, millest kunagi unistasin.
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