When you leave some place you should talk about the place you are going, not the place you are leaving behind.
I don't know why they call it rape. To me it was murder. I was killed that day and I've had to drag death around in me ever since, a roaming greyness in my colourful interior; sometimes it's my stomach that's dead, sometimes my head, sometimes my intestines, often my heart.
The existential monkey
They lived simple, whole lives. They were grounded, their toes like roots, and when they lifted their hands above their heads with their hoes, they touched the blue sky. I envied this.
Sometimes a person has to go a very long distance out of his way to come back a short distance correctly.
Love is an insomnia that wakes us from the sleep of life.