-You could say she’s a bit of a dreamer...
-No spark of her own really.
-Slow and distant to the world in some way.
-You have to eat.
-And pay the rent.
-There’s a limit.
-Yes, don’t come to me when you’re 40 and tired of working in a supermarket. That’s what I always say.
-My view precisely.
-You could say the tragic points are adding up in this case.
-But what do you want?
-Be in a band, make a short film, write a book, find peace. Like.
-And what’ve you done to achieve these things?
-...
-Nothing!
-No one to count on, really.
-It’s kind of hard to take you seriously. You must understand that.
-Do you think you’re better than the rest of us?
-What kind of bloody manners are those?
-Won’t you get yourself a more moderate dream?
-One that suits you. One that you’re able to fulfil.
-Wouldn’t that be fun.
-Planning might sound boring, but you have to stop building castles out of thin air at some stage.
-...
-Well, don’t!
-Dream on. Ha, ha, ha.
-Sweet dreams.
-…
-You’d wonder when she’ll wise up.
-No, but she won’t.
-That’s kind of the problem.
-A failure.
-Not made for this world.
-Might as well die.
-XXX
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