Jan 20, 2025
Starting the new year off with a new bar of soap. Anaïs Nin wrote in "A Spy In the House of Love", if my memory serves me, about how the protagonist set up her house like a stage and even the medicine cabinet was decanted without labels. I was in my twenties when I read it, so I was easily influenced. And ever since then have removed labels as often as I could. (Not meds of course, that would be annoying and possibly dangerous.)
I would probably reread that book but I'm afraid I might take up wearing dark red velvet dresses and taking lovesick, angst ridden walks on the beach at one in the morning, which at my age sounds exhausting.
