and it's been happening where i get unstuck in time... where all of the sudden i start feeling intensely. all the voices around blur into very distant sounds like something whispered over a hill. I read
"But she did look back, and I love her for that because it is so human"
and that just gets me every time- what is it, 4 times now? 5?- and all of the sudden the feeling of it is all i can do. want to dwell in it and burst out of it and share it and keep it for myself. vonnegut's nearly got me in tears. who cries reading vonnegut?
i do. i could. i nearly did.
in the fall after a few million dollar weeks when i'm feeling so strong and vulnerable.
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