Book2:KigdomIteDreams (第32/246页)

eetcamethebriskstaccatoofdiesshoesonthepavement.ItcrossedthenarrowstreetandpassedunderhiswindohevoicewassofamiliarhereizeditatonceasbelongingtoMary,thesocialworkerofhisbuilding.Apictureatonceemergedinhismindofagood-looking,golden-hairedyoungwoman,enandpleasantdemeanor,walkinghappilyinthemsun.TheyoungwomanwasMary.Dimitribelievedinhisintuition,whichhadneverfailedhimbefore.Thoughblind,hereliedonittodealwitheverydaylifebecauseitcouldpiercethroughthesurfadghttotheheartofthematter.Thingsthathadhappeohimwerelikedistantpicturesdirectlyinputtohismind,likesesfromamovie,withouthavingtoghhisvision.DimitrisuddenlyrememberedhehadpromisedtobeinMary’sofficethatmtosignhisrentrelease,soheimmediatelygotoutofbedahiswayhaltinglytothebathroom.Inhispreviousnomadlife,mtoiletwasanunknownfactor,sothedailyroutineofbrushinghisteeth,takingashoweretc.cameunnaturallytohim.Finishingthesechoresashastilyaspossible,hewasgettioleavewhenhesuddenlyraisedhisheadandfoundhimselfstaringintoabnkmirror.Hestoodthereaghast,askinghimself“HoweIaminvisible?WheredidIgo?Whereismyrefleinthemirror?DidIdisappearintotheair?”Hethoughtforawhileaoldhimself“youareblindnow,sowhyisitsosurprisingthatyouolongerseeyourrefle?Whyshoulditbesohardforyoutoacceptthisstarkreality?”Hislipscurledinabitter,self-ridigsmile,Dimitrituroleave;butinhisheart,therewasstillthisnaggingdoubt“HoweIhavedisappeared?HoweIhavedisappeared?”Feelinghiswaytothedoor,heopeandwalkedout.Suddenlyherememberedhehadfottenthiswhitee,whioblindpersoncouldgoanywherewithout,soheturnedback,searchedandfoundtheewhichwastobeaninseparablepartofhimfortherestofhislife.Thenheclosedthedooraappinghiswaydownthecorridor,feeliotwofootsquareinfrontofhimtoensurehissafepassage.Thelittleiigablevoisidehimpipedupagain,“Thatbodyrelyingoeetowalksafely,isthatnotmyself?WhyshouldIlookelsewhereforit?Ididnotdisappearintotheair.Iamwalkingforwardledbythewhitee.Thereisolookanywhereelseforme.Istheretwoifme?Maybethatrefleinthemirrorthathasdisappearedistherealme.Whoknowswhichistherealme?”Heshookhisheadvigorously,hopingtogetridofthedisturbahesebothersomeideas,butinhisheartthattalkativevoiceingathimagain.“Amanoverfifty,withnoaplishmentstospeakof,totallyblindinthebargain,isn’tthatembarrassingandtroubling?Thisismysituation.Iamlikeamanwatgamovieintheema.Justatthecrucialmomehemoviereachestheclimax,powerfailureplungedeverythingintototaldarkheplotwasreallyabsurdandridiculous,illogidevennonsensical.Itislikethestoryofmylife.Isn’tmylifejustthesumtotalofpreposterousevents?Powerfailurehastemporarilycutofftheprocessofthestory.Letmesitinthedarknessandwaitquietlytoseeifthemovieendslogically.”Dimitriughed.“Ohyes!Letmesitinthedarknessahingsturnout,howfateevolves.”Hehadbeenwalkingonwhiletheserandomthoughtsfshedinhisbrainandhesoohehallwhere18thturystylefurniturewasscatteredaround.Makinghiswaycarefullyaroundthem,hecametothedooroftheoffice.Suddenlytherewasaloudhejanitorhadturnedonhisvacuumer.Abusywdayhadjustbegun.

    DimitrisatbesideMaryatherdeskintheoffice,signinghisleaseanddealingwiththeounto