by David Fishkind
They say if you look hard enough you can find the book that mirrors your life. I dedicated my life to finding my book until recently I stumbled upon it one day wandering secretly through the Library of Congress. It is forty pages and written in Russian and I thought if I sat down and read it over and over again long enough I would be able to discover the meaning to my life and/or the significant events I can look forward to. I discovered that I could not read Russian so I pretended to read it over and over again for several nights before giving up. Later, I crawled out of the library and into a ditch and slept with the book in my arms. Today I looked for a Russian who could read me the book; tomorrow I will find a Russian who can read me the book.
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Amazed by the lack of comments, so I'll fill in the gap. I have no idea how seriously this story is meant to be taken, but I love it for its bizarre way of describing that feeling of not knowing what the hell's going on in life. Again though, maybe I'm reading into something that doesn't really have a point.
Very interesting, but I can't quite see how he knows that this book is like his life- or is that the point?
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i really enjoyed reading this
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