A poetic diary, a lyrical handbook. The year begins "in January," and so does this collection of poems, which serves as both a diary and a lyrical guide. Soon follows the confession: "You know, I wanted to borrow more than just sweaters." It is about fleeting happiness and our yearning, the utopia of our desires, and the horror when someone is found in the kitchen under pitiful jacket blankets. Instead of a title, the poems are numbered according to the respective day and have as many lines. Two poems per day, one with the day number, one with the month number. Not every day has an entry, but with each new date, the lyrical forms change.