My 9 most-liked images on Instagram of 2018. Seems about right, my year was pretty much dominated by (working next to) Lindau harbor, trips to Kleinwalsertal, Brandnertal, books, and her. Happy holidays, my friends, may 2019 bring more peace, health, and blog posts.
Reading the banal pages of this journal reminds me, more than anything else, of the disconnect between what I thought I was supposed to feel (what a normal person would feel) and what I actually felt. This disconnect followed me for a long time. It’s always there, a hitch or hiccup in the otherwise smooth …
kellysue: purfuction: everyday #bgsd There is a page in one of my journals just like this.
My library is an archive of longings. Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980 (h/t to Jeffrey)