Y'all Ever Have A Dream That Is So Completely On-the-nose That You're Just Like. Okay Subconscious, Yes,

Y'all ever have a dream that is so completely on-the-nose that you're just like. Okay subconscious, yes, I get it, that doesn't help but thanks for the reminder.

What doesnt kill you makes you dissociate so hard you become a different person

Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1923–1927

“I thought she was sleeping until I heard her call out from across the room, “Will you bring me a glass of water?” I did. Then in her always-sleepy tone and drawl she said, “Do you remember when you were a little boy and you would ask your mama to bring you a glass of water?” Yeah. “You know how half the time you weren’t even thirsty. You just wanted that hand that was attached to that glass that was attached to that person you just wanted to stay there until you fell asleep.” She took the glass of water that I brought her and just sat it down full on the table next to her. Wow, I thought. What am I gonna do with love like this.”

— One Night from Dito Montiel’s A Guide To Recognizing Your Saints

'“It’s the little cruelties that get you,” she told him. “Never the big hurts, the pains you can point to, and say, ‘Oh, I see this bruise,’ but the wounds that you can’t even tell are there until one day you are eating a bowl of fennel soup or sunbathing on the deck of the pool and you can’t move, you can’t do anything, because you think, Well, something is dead in me, what has been done to me, and why did I allow this to happen? And now, and now, and now…”’

- Regina Porter, The Travelers

The world is quiet here.