rearranging reality

Every morning he crouches over the newspaper, pushing a magnifying glass along the sentences and muttering every word he reads. It takes him all morning to get through the day's news. Once he has reached the very last word on the last page, he takes a pair of scissors out of his coat pocket and carefully cuts out letters which he places in a row front of him. He then spends the afternoon sorting them with the tips of his fingers, putting them into an order which makes sense to him.