Absence

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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The absence He was trapped on a carousel that went around and around, never stopping. For him, every day was a new day he had lost the ability to remember yesterday. A woman, who said she was his wife gave him coffee and breakfast and which made him happy. Every day he watched the same movie and it was for him a new movie he must have seen hundreds of times. There was a family meeting, his wife was so old and tired he had to go to another home, this distressed him greatly. In the afternoon he sat in a room with many elderly people watching a movie, his brain told him he had never seen. In a clear moment, a light was switched on, it dawned on him this was not his home. He cried then, before sinking back to his absence

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