“ I seem to have lost all sense of style and yet I am haunted…”

moment-

When another expresses an intimate truth, I find myself quivering from the inside.

Im still exploring this space - the space just after witnessing these type of words

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And just like that, half-way through writing. I lose the grip on meaning and I’m empty but forcing myself to elaborate for the sake of a perceived other who will benefit from elaboration.

(Source of text - Language & Being by Joseph Conrad)