“If I left a wound inside you, it is not just your wound but mine as well.”
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (p. 86)
Develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself.
Henry Miller
Octavio Paz, ‘Wind From All Compass Points’, A Tale of Two Gardens
Octavio Paz, ‘Wind From All Compass Points’, A Tale of Two Gardens
Sometimes, I cry so hard I can feel it in my ribs. / I feel like the real me is backed into a corner inside me
— Ama Asantewa Diaka, from "Saturday Evening WhatsApp Message," Woman, Eat Me Whole
“I know that feeling. You have to do something. You have to change something radically, because you can’t stay like you are for another second, or you’re going to explode.”
— Jennifer Echols, Forget You
Today was a strange day. I feeling something all day, and (at least) two feelings at a time. The funny part was that those feelings were usually contradictory, and made me confused but this time in a good way. I sat on the balcony, it was around 4 pm. I made myself some Americano with some milk to break its intensity and was in a relaxed mindset. My colleague sat there with me telling the 3 of us how cheap it is to buy a house in Dallas, my coffee tasted good, and I suddenly started to feel the hot sun on my face. At the same time my body was feeling the cold breeze. For a second I appreciated this weather, the blazing sun and the cool breeze, how can they do-exist? The more I felt the sun on my face, the more I felt that its angry. Not sure why. If I were the sun I would get angry pretty often to be honest.
The rest of the day was lovely. The entire day was lovely.
Charles Dickens, from “Great Expectations”
you're lost in your world of ghosts
and I'm painfully mortal