John Pospisil

This is a very short story I wrote in 2003 somewhere on a train in Europe. It takes place in a European capital some time in the future.

Vaclav had been in hospital for the  three weeks. His doctor assured him he didn’t have long to live, and that everything would soon be fine.

I wrote this short piece in 2002. I thought of it recently, and found it on the backup of the computer I had at the time.

No one told me Paul Lyneham died. I only found out after his widow wrote a book about her life with him - about two years after his death. I heard her interviewed on the radio.

I asked my work colleagues whether they had heard that Paul Lyneham died.

The Lovers by Rene Magritte

While doing a project for Organisational Analysis and Design (OAD) during my MBA, I came across this quote, which really resonated with me at the time, and since:

"The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes."

Marcel Proust

I’m making pospisil.com.au a personal blog.

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