This was the hardest readings I’ve done in my life. I bought the book last year and it was so hard to go through it because I knew the end. I knew Vincent will commit suicide and it was hard to flip those pages knowing that I am coming closer to that fatal end.
I took some notes in a special notebook, because I got plenty of them. I wrote down phrases and quotes that I enjoyed the most and all of them are in Romanian. Today, I went to the store and got a new book. I mean, I started to read Chekhov’s short stories, but the book is so heavy I can’t carry it with me around. I wanted to by a new Saramago or any other interesting book, but very small. And since I give special meanings to all coincidences, that happen to me, my eyes stopped on a book called “America fără etaje” (American Road Trip) by Ilf and Petrov, two Soviet writers. While spending my September days in the hospital, I started to watch a TV show, with Posner and Urgant, a Russian notorious journalist and a TV host, based on this book. Despite this coincidence I will continue to watch the show though. When I was ready to go, Vadim called me and asked why am I not getting a digital version of it? But to be honest I started listening to an audio book, also in the hospital, but I can’t get used to it.