- No one can see me, no one would stop me, no one could help me. They would just call the house but it would be too late. My only regret is not saying goodbye . She’d have the coffee on. There was a time during my search for a cure when I tried everything to stop including giving up countless hours of sleep . The smell filled the void in my heart. I loved to drink a glass of warm milk in the evening, to say goodnight to a long day after we’d spent another hour together. I’d tell her now it’s going okay except for the poison. It’s going okay except for how much I miss her and why it was important to drink milk. Was it to warm? Did it leave a baffling taste in her mouth?! I’ve never been a very good mind reader. [From Joshua Ferris’s The Unnamed]
The tone has changed dramatically, it went from being sad
and broken to being angry and depressed. The meaning of the passage went from losing a
loved one to being heart broken and ashamed to love. It was fun doing this
assignment.
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