Yearbook (1.1)

Having neglected our best superstition, I get up at 10:06 and do make coffee. “What seems paradoxical about everything that is justly called beautiful is the fact that it appears.” I finally have a nice black pen, see? In the movie Things That Are Not Themselves these ghosts will appear in firm, perky human bodies, mouthing lines like “Nobody knows what stained glass looks like any more”; “Look out: Car!”; “I just love bats this time of day, don’t you?”; “Forget Nebraska”; and doing ordinary things in a funny way, in the rhetoric of American lovers, like cigarettes for breakfast, or like in chess when suddenly you begin to move the other person’s pieces. In every city visible signs of change are everywhere, so many fires.