Tara is still stuck on the 18th of November. Spending a whole year on the 18th November didn’t bring her back to the same space-time as her husband and friends. She decides to stop trying to lead a parallel life with them and sets off in search of the different seasons. I wondered what could be added to the first volume of the story and was amazed by the result. The interplay between time and space, and between time and seasons, is fascinating. Also, the life of objects that can stay or disappear and return on their own 18th November, not staying with Tara, is interesting. There is also a lot of reflection on the imprint she leaves in a single day and its impact on the lives of others. It’s a very meaningful story that makes us question our own lives.
“My father did not think it was stealing. He felt, rather, that the broadcasting of private phone conversations in public spaces was theft. Of other people’s peace and quiet, their privacy, possibly even their humanity. As if the speaker was sitting in their own private space and regarded the other passengers as fixtures and fittings: like a door, a seat, a luggage rack, he said. As if fellow passengers were not people but objects.”
Original Title : Om udregning af rumfang II
Translated from Danish