Cobwebs touched my face with the softness of moths. Wrapping my black coat round me like my own sweet shadow, I
unscrewed the bottle of pills and started taking them swiftly, between gulps of water, one by one by one.
At first nothing happened, but as I approached the bottom of the bottle, red and blue lights began to flash before my eyes. The bottle slid from my fingers and I lay down.
The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life. Then, at the rim of vision, it
gathered itself, and in one sweeping tide, rushed me to sleep.
《The Bell Jar》
1年前
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藍鳥明滅