28
by Armen Avanessian
28degrees. 28degrees was yesterday’s temperature in new york. 28.
this morning, making a cup of tea and changing the order of things in my cupboard (most glasses now behind the tea cups and mugs) the message finally arrived (while yesterday i just made some jokes how obscene and unfair life is): indian summer at the east coast and (let’s not fool ourselves) beginning of winter in berlin. 28degrees.
and still 28 days until i’ll be in new york again. by then it’ll be winter there too. and no more 60pages for me either. another reason for melancholy at my kitchen desk.
