…poate îți prinde bine ție, sfatul. Sau poate trebuie s-atingi fundul abisului, cu fața-n jos. Ca să-nțelegi. Că nu te poate ajuta nimeni. Nimeni. Atunci când ești gata despletit la suflet, și amenajat procustian de alții. Care te-au învins. Încet și sigur. Metodic. Forțându-te mereu ca Să te schimbi cumva. Să vorbești altfel. Să nu ai patos. Să-ți asumi prioritățile altora. Să te asortezi cu ei. Ei. Cei din liga A. Te-au desfăcut, șurub cu șurub. Te-au examinat și au decis că faci zgomot. Ți-au smuls bucăți de suflet și au zburat cu ele-n clonț. Și peste astea, sst, calmează-te, topește-te, blendează-te printre mediocri, ei sunt peste tot și a lor e împărăția românească. O singură persoană îți spune mulțumesc? Prinzi aripi, dar ți le taie ceilalți, până ajungi la colț. Uită-te în jur, ne-au copleșit. Iar dacă îți spui, vag, din ce în ce mai vag, era bine cum eram, simțeam, zâmbeam și primeam soare, te-apucă amețeala de parcă stai pe marginea abisului, dacă mă-
The hypnotizing portrait Jake was a good lawyer. He had an office in Bucharest. One day he got a letter from a friend. The letter said that his father had died and he was supposed to go into his old town were his father’s testament will was supposed to be read. He packed a few things and he hurried to the car , even if his relations with his father while he was alive weren’t so good. In a few hours he was in Pucioasa , a city on the south est of Romania , were his father house was. When he got there it was late in the evening. It was a big old house , with three towers, a big front garden and it had a big front gate. He knocked and an old man opened the door. It was old John , the house keeper. He invited Jake in the house, and he told him to go in the evening room and to wait there. As he was walking through the lobby he noticed in the library a big painting featuring his grandfather. He stopped for a minute