85

Mama would have celebrated 85th today. Instead I went to mati?ni ured to get her smrtovnicu. Municipal clerk was sympathetic but I had strange feeling. While she was going through basic data checking and asking questions , I was thinking what remains of ones life, nothing - everything is on single sheet of paper
Went to her flat afterwards and took this photo of figurine which she got probably before I was born. Books behind are translation of complete works of Shakespeare, which she didn't read but bought it because of me.
Dinner with D. in Carpaccio. We talked a lot stayed until midnight and he drove to Split after