Last night I dreamt that I was losing you. A sign, I told myself. Because I believe in signs, I quickly dressed up and I came out. I walked three kilometers to the train station, I got on the second train, got off at the ninth station, took bus four, which took me to the end of the town. I crossed five streets, a park, and came across a house with birches in the yard. I knew it was your house. Then I saw the number on the gate. One and three, together. Too many signs. I made my way back quickly.
(Translated by Emilia-Georgiana Călinescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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