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Har ett utdrag från Miranda July novelsamling ”No one belongs here mote than you: stories” Som jag kan tycka är passande så här i början av sommaren.
”Do you have doubs about life? Are you unsure if it worth the trouble? Look at the sky: thats for you. Look at each person’s face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remmber this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing. Stand up and face the east. Now praise the sky and praise the light within each person under the sky. It’s okay to be unsure. But praise, praise, praise”