…Others ask Marcel Görmer if he sometimes knows my life better than my wife. He answers, despite my hectic hand signals, several times with “yes”. My wife gives me questioning looks, but says nothing…”
“…The socks are now, it seems to me, becoming restless. I can feel their confusion growing with my own, for—their meticulous counting is at hand: The entry, with painstaking consistency, not only of all my socks and underpants in long lists, but also of all my undershirts, t-shirts and sweaters, pants, jackets, coats and vests, including my regiment of shoes and boots, and still all the scarves, caps and hats, gloves and pocket handkerchiefs, bow ties and ties, spare laces, pins and badges, wallets, briefcases and other cases, lanyards, sweatbands and umbrellas…”