-I know a man who was blind.
When he was nearly 40 years old
he had an operation and regained his sight.
-How was it like?
-At first he was elated, really high.
Faces…colors…landscapes. But then everything
began to change. The world was much poorer than he imagined. No one had ever told him how much dirt there was.
How much ugliness. He noticed ugliness everywhere. When he was blind he used to cross the street alone
with a stick. After he regained his sight he became afraid. He began to live in darkness.
He never left his room. After three years he killed himself.
*L. Tuymans – Dirty road