Report, if you have a problem with this page“ I look out of the window again. The rain is trickling down silently, evenly, like the tears that cover my face. Perhaps God is in the water, in the raindrops. I put my hand against the cold pane to be close to Him. To be as close as I can without imposing. ”
Hanne Ørstavik
From : Like sant som jeg er virkelig
