I am a keeper of secrets — especially from myself. * A long time ago, I realized I was one of those souls who felt everything too deeply — Who wept inconsolably when I saw a little bird crushed by a car tire. Who agonized over the troubles of friends and characters in books. And so, over the […]
Tag: subconscious
Ordinary Things, Meaning and Mystery (a moment when I sound like a total flake and don’t care)
It might sound obvious, but whenever I look at my favorite photographs or paintings, I have the confident sense that they mean something … I’m just not really sure what. It’s the peripheral-vision pull of it — the feeling that something important is just out of reach — that attracts me. (I’m much less interested in things I’m sure […]