time
The aura is appearance of a distance, however close the thing that calls it forth.’
Byung-Chul Han • The Crisis of Narration
Time didn’t run forwards any more. It was a solid thing you could press yourself against and feel it push back; a thick fluid, half-air, half-glass, that flowed both ways and sent ripples of recollection forwards and new events backwards so that new things I encountered, then, seemed souvenirs from the distant past.
Helen Macdonald
H is for Hawk