Yesterday we saw two sea eagles, and I don’t think life can be exactly the same after seeing something that like. I also don’t think life can be the same no matter what came before or what comes afterwards, each minute ticking past like a small line drawn into a stone, which you can feel variously about. But it follows, then, that carrying stones around is something that you might be able to do without.
Can't stop thinking about this line "people become so fixated on determined routines, on punctual and orderliness and portioning up their existence until it resembles more of a spreadsheet and less of an animal."
Beautiful, as always.
Can't stop thinking about this line "people become so fixated on determined routines, on punctual and orderliness and portioning up their existence until it resembles more of a spreadsheet and less of an animal."
Thank you Yvette, I so appreciate this.
I love your newsletter!
That is all.
Thank you! I am most glad.
Thank you Artie—books that have the potential to bite must be read at the right time, perhaps.