Auch. I stubbed my little toe against the bedpost. I began whining while I was hopping around for balance. I couldn't find it. I clung to the drapery, but the hooks weren't really hooked. So I wrapped it around me, I waltzed to the cooker and I started a fire. The firemen urged me to jump off the balcony. Up in the air, a bird grabbed me and hurled me over a car. In which my wife was cheating on me. With my best friend. Who was also a distant cousin of mine. Whom I also secretly loved. Since our adventure in Greece.
(Translated by Andra Daiana Păuna / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale.