coffee no. 57

Library is the place I am at least two times a week. It is a kind of microcosmos where chaos practically does not exist, and where you can meet always the same people. I love this calm, a bit peculiar world. With its logical space, time which goes more slowly than outside, its characters. There are some lovely librarians who treat their job very seriously, too much seriously. For instance, Mr. Numerologist, who keeps on repeating your place's number until you find your table and sit down, Mr. Ballpoint - I gave him this nick long time ago because he is very tall, slim and bald or Mr. Werewolf who is so big that the floor is trembling when he is passing by.
As far as readers are concerned, there is sort of Johnny Petangles who always wears red tracksuit and a baseball cap. He tries to make friends with Mr. Ballpoint, so he tells him the completely insane stories about cockroachs and other insects. There is also The Garlic Grandmother. She is very old and probably eats tones of garlic in order to defend herself from flu. Or vampires, who knows... Even when you sit five rows behind her you can smell the garlic and this is ghastly.
And so on and so on. Old proffesor who takes a nap with the book on his knees and starts snoring. Young woman with earphones who suddenly starts singing. Woman who changes her shoes and sits with bizarre woolen slippers on her feet...
And me who always smell the old books and sometimes sneeze because of dust...

coffee no. 56

"20. December 1913

Letter from F. Beautiful morning, warmth in my blood.

21. December 1913

No letter."

F. Kafka Diaries

coffee no. 55

I always have a lot of fun looking at photos placed on Internet auctions. People's imagination (or rather lack of it) have no limits. Somebody selling woman's smart bag has put it in the bathtub. Another person, trying to advertise a mobile phone, has put it on the kitchen's table, among full glasses and plates... And so on... A pair of shoes near the car's wheel, a skirt on a pavement, a book on an ironing board... Every time I see such peculiar ad I smile and do not know what to think.