Inspiration

the way certain people draw out a version of you that didn’t exist before they arrived. They witness you, and thus, rearrange you. In their presence, words you didn’t know you knew tumble out. Your thoughts sharpen, colours seem richer, you inhabit yourself more fully.

“The hardest part is getting the sounds to match; it never comes out quite the same. When you have a nightmare or a strange dream, and you recount it to someone, it often sounds terrible. The same goes for sounds – they tend to lose their essence.

I’ve felt this in my bones: relationships that have remade me, expanded me, taught me.

I want to be what you saw in me

“I’ve been able to do it since I was little. Over the years, I’ve explored every possibility in my dreams – the only thing I haven’t attempted is to kill myself. That’s a bit shady.”

I miss browsing the library shelves. Childhood, summer afternoons always seemed on the verge of melting away until saved by the fans in the library. I would close my eyes, count down random numbers while moving down the aisle, brushing my fingers along the spines of books, until they led me to the one I would take home. I flipped to random pages, j... See more