sensations only we know

by Aleksandr Podrez

The sun will always come back.

[Text ID: “October, crisp, misty, golden October, when the light is sweet and heavy.”]

[ID: July 1. The wish for an unthinking, reckless solitude. To be face to face only with myself. END ID]

June, 1935 Journals of Anais Nin 1934-1939 [volume 2]

[ID: June 19. Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don't find yourself. END ID]

— Nicole Krauss, Great House

[ID: June 14. How I calmly walk along while my head twitches and a branch feebly rustles overhead, causing me the worst discomfort. I have in me the same calm, the same assurance as other people, but somehow or other inverted. END ID]

Journals of Anais Nin 1927-1931  [volume 4]

— Alejandra Pizarnik, from “Diarios.”

[May 3. Nothing nothing. Emptiness, boredom, no, not boredom, merely emptiness, meaninglessness, weakness. END ID]

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