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Monday, September 21, 1998
It has been almost more than three months since my
previous entry in this
online diary. Has nothing noteworthy happened in
between? Not at all, but I have been too busy, to
report about it. Now we are talking about it,
yesterday, I saw a short item on TV about the
Royal Library of the Netherlands, in which they
showed the diary of a contemporary Dutchman. His
diary occupied more than 3 large book cupboards.
Yesterday, when returning from church by bike,
Annabel and I came along a
Chestnut tree just in front
of the Chinees restaurant where we often get some
take-away meals. (Spare me the details.)
I noted some fresh chestnuts on the ground. Reason
enough to stop, and have a small chestnut collection.
Finally, we picked about 30 of them. Some small, some
big.
At home, I spend some time sorting out, and trying to
find the most perfect chestnut. I picked the one that
had the most symetric form, had a smooth and shining
surface, with the most intersting pattern of lines.
I remember having it put in my pocket.
This morning, when I looked at the chestnut in my
pocket it's surface was neither shining nor smooth.
I picked another chestnut, and brought it with me.
To my surprise it slowly turned yellow starting at those
places where I touched it most.
(Follow-up)
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