I never got to tell you, that your damp body when you are sexually charged, smelt like European Ashes. The entire June when I was in Germany, away from you, heartbroken because we were drifting apart, I got reminded of this everyday, at random moments, wandering around in random places. I hate how activated my olfactory senses are and how much I associate memories with scents.
I’m glad that the is back online, because I’m really needing it now.
「苦是有生命力的」,有人這樣對我說。 她問我如何保持創造熱情,我說與其說是保持創作熱情,不如說生活太苦了,有時候需要輸出創作才能緩解生活的苦。 在重度抑鬱到時候聽到這種話,只能苦笑。 確實抑鬱到一個特定的區間,我創作力會暴漲,但朋友,這不是生命力,是死命力。
Woke up at 2am and wanted to reread all Milan Kundera‘s works.
Cried myself to sleep last night reading the book. Woke up at 5:25am with my phone in hand the screen still lit up on the page I left. Therapist asked me every session if I had managed to cry yet and the answer had been no for the past month and a half—no, it’s always not easy to cry for myself. Yet I cry so much for other people‘s lives.
On my commute to work. Had a breakdown reading Yiyun Li‘s Things in Nature Merely Grow.
There’s some weird comfort that comes with posting private thoughts online. Like publishing a memoir of journal entries. Only less organised and, free. It is an emotional (and intellectual, depending on what you post about) exhibitionist perversion I suppose. Not knowing who and when would see these lines written down that reflect only a fragment of myself for a specific time period, but only the unpredictable possibility of it being seen at some point, is liberating.
Gee. It’s happening again. I don’t know if this is more than friendship but I think I have some strong feelings for a friend.
I think Wim Wenders is a great director, when I allow myself to ignore all his films about/in Japan with this fetish white gaze…
I climb but I’m a lot more, a looooot more interesting than just a „boulderer“. Makes me pity those people who only have this one hobby they build their identity on.
Therapist: have you tried journaling? … Well you are asking the wrong question here. The real question is: How many different types of writing on how many different apps do I journal? Answer is: way too many.