"It's like I have a beautiful, perfect doll in front of me. And I want to break it."
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goodness.
My first response to reading this blog again was, seriously, a post on parenting - that was what I last posted about? I can't help but ...
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This was originally an extensive conversation with me in the bathroom. For me, most of them either end up as amusing footnotes in Oral Bath...
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When I began the course on Art, Theory and Criticism at Jnanapravaha , I thought I knew what I was getting into. Chiefly, I thought that...
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I had no fucking idea! It's incredibly shocking to me, that despite having read, spoken, argued, participated in and discussed...
The pain of breaking it
ReplyDeleteThe excitement of building again
Is the worst-best conflict ever.
An all consuming fire.
The deep, unsettling fear of losing something unique, precious and almost.. unbelievable
ReplyDeleteThe possibility of finding your presence in its absence.
The pendulum storm shall find its way back to calm seas soon.