I'm just upset, that's all, and I want both of us to have a chance to think this out while we're a good distance apart."
For the first time in many weeks she didn't ask me inside. I stared at the closed door with the anger mounting inside me.
I wanted to create a scene, to bang on the door, to break it down. I wanted my anger to consume the building.
But as I walked away I felt a kind of simmering, then cooling, and finally a relief.
I walked so fast I was drifting along the streets, and the feeling that hit my cheek was a cool breeze out of the summer night.
Suddenly free. I realize now that my feeling for Alice had been moving backward against the current of my learning,
from worship, to love, to fondness, to a feeling of gratitude and responsibility.
My confused feeling for her had been holding me back, and I had clung to her out of my fear of being forced out on my own, and cut adrift.
But with the freedom came a sadness. I wanted to be in love with her.
I wanted to overcome my emotional and sexual fears, to marry, have children, settle down.
Now it's impossible. I am just as far away from Alice with an I.Q. of 185 as I was when I had an I.Q. of 70. And this time we both know it.
June 8 — What drives me out of the apartment to prowl through the city?
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