Gregor

Schulz and Kafka!  Makes sense!

Tonight, Z screamed and ran from the bathroom.  A cockroach had dropped from the bathroom ceiling and onto the floor.  It was so large, A, who had gone in to slay it, thought it might have been a water bug.

Z said, "I hate cockroaches.  What are they good for?"

I said, "Maybe they are food for other animals?"

S said, "Like flies."

Z said, "I'd rather have flies than a roach.  What if you woke up and found you had become one?"

"Gregor," I said.

"What?"

"In Kafka's story, "The Metamorphosis" Gregor wakes up to find that he has become a roach."

"A big one?"

"Life sized."

"What happens at the end?  Does he kill himself?"

I couldn't remember.  I know Gregor dies.  But how?  I checked Wikipedia.  It was vague.  I think I remember the story being vague.  I clicked over to Kafka.

Check this out--Kafka's tight place.   It's what I've been thinking lately.  My life is decidedly  Kafkaesque, at the moment:

"In 1911, Elli's husband Karl Hermann asked Kafka to help him run the asbestos factory known as Prager Asbestwerke Hermann & Co. Kafka showed a positive attitude at first, dedicating much of his free time to the business, but later resented how this work encroached on his writing time."