unstablemind
@unstablemind
One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
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Ekim 2017 tarihinde katıldı
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“Living with someone can’t be simulated or rehearsed. It has to be experienced, in real time. There is no substitute for shared involvement, for creating actual memories. Like, I know how Hen blows her nose. I’ve never thought about it until now, but I do. I know the cadence, the rhythm. She does it in the same tempo every time.
These observations—her footsteps, how she blows her nose—they’re like little secrets.”
“The thought of ever going somewhere new is scary,” she says. “But isn’t it good to scare yourself from time to time? It’s so easy to get stuck in your own narrow rut. We convince ourselves they’re paths to something else, contentment, but really they’re just ruts going on forever.”
“Good news for someone often means bad news for someone else.”
“… opposite is also possible. Human potential can also shrink and regress.”
“I wasn’t myself then. I was someone else, something less, a lesser version of the man I have since become.
Despair is never satisfied on its own. Despair does not want to be alone. Despair wants company. But I feel no despair. Not now. Not going forward.”