If I donât write myself Iâm an absence.
Alejandra Pizarnik, Journals (1954-1971)
I told my therapist once I can only feel things when I am drunk, in love, consuming art or writing. I feel them much more intensely in written word than in real life.
I immerse myself and dissolve into these characters. There is no me, but there is a multitude of mes. They're all me, but I dont exist no more.
We feel alive where we feel things. And sometimes, we belong to, and feel alive, in other, unseeable realities. Our own minds are infinite universes.
















