quotes

The loneliness of being misunderstood is acute, a sharp sting. The loneliness of choosing silence is chronic, a dull, heavy ache that settles in your bones.

I work best from a place of zero ego and zero hope. I call this state being “lower than a worm.” A feeling that nothing will ever come of what I’m working on is crucial. A feeling of my smallness in relation to the world. I gotta be below the dirt. I am nothing and nobody. That frees me up. Who cares what a worm thinks, you know?