this was amazing. i sobbed while reading this. thank you so much for writing it. i guess these are scattered thoughts i had for most of my life too, but you made me realize new things, like the neoliberal obsession with the self impedes us from truly knowing each other. I guess that is why I tend to fall in love with people who have curiosity for the world. I still don't know if two people can ever fully know each other, but I have been trying to accept that there are bits and pieces that can resonate strongly with someone, and this piece is one of them. I always felt understood through literature/art, like surely i am not the same person as an author, but it is insane how similar humans emotions/experiences are, and i feel like the logic of everyday conversation does not allow us to do that in the same way other things like art (even eros) does, and this does it for me, it was so beautifully written.
exceptionally well written, not even most published writers write like this! i love how the essay is constructed, the vignettes, the different narrative lenses and absolutely loved the way you dissected Fiona’s songs. “putting language to something for which you have no language is no easy feat” and yet you have managed to do so with such ease. thankyou so much for the wonderful read, this will be on my mind for a long time.
this was amazing. i sobbed while reading this. thank you so much for writing it. i guess these are scattered thoughts i had for most of my life too, but you made me realize new things, like the neoliberal obsession with the self impedes us from truly knowing each other. I guess that is why I tend to fall in love with people who have curiosity for the world. I still don't know if two people can ever fully know each other, but I have been trying to accept that there are bits and pieces that can resonate strongly with someone, and this piece is one of them. I always felt understood through literature/art, like surely i am not the same person as an author, but it is insane how similar humans emotions/experiences are, and i feel like the logic of everyday conversation does not allow us to do that in the same way other things like art (even eros) does, and this does it for me, it was so beautifully written.
this is why i write. thanks for reading<33
exceptionally well written, not even most published writers write like this! i love how the essay is constructed, the vignettes, the different narrative lenses and absolutely loved the way you dissected Fiona’s songs. “putting language to something for which you have no language is no easy feat” and yet you have managed to do so with such ease. thankyou so much for the wonderful read, this will be on my mind for a long time.
this account name had me so desperate to find out why anyone would hate kate bush that i had to go through your work and now im a subscriber <3
Holy shit this is good