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2015🥂🍾

how summer 2025 (2015) will feel🙏🏻

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Apollo Bordeaux

Photo: Dieter Krehbiel

[notes-from-anathan]

Today, I find myself wanting to stop breathing.

I wonder what it would be like to be a tree, a cat, an idea, a ghost—anything but who I am right now. I find myself searching for reasons from days past that might have led to this: my sleep deprivation, binge-eating sweets, endless coffee, half-drunk wine, the guilt of not doing enough, and the expectations I set but couldn't reach. I find myself longing to crawl into the folded sheets in my closet, and in that cold, cramped space, they would find my lifeless body—wishing someone had found me sooner.

Sincerely, Ana Thān

01.03.2025

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Robert Blomfield. Couples, Princes Street Gardens, Edinburgh, 1966.

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