so tell me
who do we have around this table
on a beautiful evening like this
gathered for this wonderful meal of
uhhh
well
all these faces
are new to me
new like how
or not new
i invited them
but together
in my house
it suddenly feels like im the guest
i get this guest sense of humor where you want to uhhh
impress
maybe
dont we all just want that
yeah no
yesterday at least
i left the house before they woke up
looking forward to getting back home
how come
no not looking forward to
freudian slip
no wrong use of expression
freuduianianian slip
no no
all this switching between english and norwegian makes me exhausted
right i know the feeling
good good
sometimes you know
i wonder if communication between languages isnt really about understanding but rather to make a situation as little uncomfortable as possible
there is this short video clip from a norwegian tv program way back
i know which one you are talking about
do you
or yeah does it matter if we talk of the same tv show
yeah no idk
maybe that is exactly what i am saying
we never talk of the same things
and never really understand each other but rather make up our own versions of what the other part is saying
placing things in scenarios that can make you smile
or cry
sorry?
no sorry
huh
no im just trying to be thought provoking here
thats my job
yes
guess thats right
no i guess i dont cry so much these days
when im stressed
instead i go
running
it helps
to catch my breath
in a million ways
so did you run here
no i took the car
yeah right i saw you parking in front of my window
yeah
i saw your face through my window
the window of your car
reflection of the fall leaves
still on the trees
in your eyes
i guess you will have to swipe some leaves off your car before you leave
they fall off the trees like crazy these days
heh
it sounds like i have been here forever
yet you havent talked about your guests yet
i want to know them all
yeah
so it goes
long back
almost forgotten how
but i like to read that as a good sign
however now
yes
i woke up tonight and they were still sitting around my table
and i was completely lost in a dream or something
like you know like uhh where am i who are all these people
and one told me he had tucked me in because i wanted to
i cant remember
feeling so small
like a child or what
yes and now
i was wearing my duvet
around my head
my naked body or something
and had the voice of a tiny morning bird
looking deep into everyones faces to realize they were my friends
because i didnt know how to ask
if they had kept each other in company
in my sleep
ing
did they come here to keep me in company
or to be entertained
or did i invite them to keep them in company
making jokes for once
i feel funny
in the way they can comfortably talk about
when i am away
so here i am
see if i can sense some irony
coffee swallowed the wrong way
tummy laughter
these jokes arent mine
they just happened to find shelter inside my walls
over breakfast
