unreal life

But you can’t expect that anything like that would become reality, can you?
No, of course not. I’m pretty aware of that, and knowing this, doesn’t change the situation—it is like it is.
Why would I take it like anything else?
I have told you many times that I’ve taken him like a marvelous parenthesis in my gray and full of nonsense life. It is like when the children get the "saturday-sweets." They do know that they would get them only that day and that's it. They know that they are aloud to eat as much as they want to and everything that there is there—the whole package. They have the right to do so that day, but as the same time, they know that the amount they got will soon be over—even if you would like to get some more. And you’d better enjoy that moment with intensity, with your whole body and soul, drink to the last drop, because that wasn’t real life but a stolen time.