Alice koller an unknown woman review

How the solitary life by the sea
gave one woman a reason to live

I open my eyes in a darkened room. Am I alive? Logos moves as I rear up on the bed to turn on the light. Two o&#;clock. Shielding my eyes, I see that I&#;m fully dressed. I wash my face and brush my teeth. I didn&#;t eat last night. Is it worth feeding this body? I make some hot cocoa, and find a bowl of tuna salad in the refrigerator. My first meal on Christmas Day, Or my last, ever.

I&#;ve crossed a bridge unlike any other. I&#;m no longer among the living but among those who are about to die. From this side I can look back at what it was to be alive. All those people whose approval I sought: none of them is here now. The half dozen people I&#;ve thought of as my friends: not here either. I&#;m looking my own death in the face, and there&#;s no one to stand here with me. Alone, dying, as I was alone living.

From this side, how can it matter what anyone else thinks? From this sid