And that is the loneliness of seeing a different world from that of the people around you. Their lives remain remote from yours. You can see the gulf and they can’t. You live among them. They walk on earth. You walk on glass. They reassure themselves with conformity, with carefully constructed resemblances. You are masked, aware of your absolute difference.”
– Hallucinating Foucault, by Patricia Dunker
The blog has new clothes and is no longer of the feathery kind, but it still likes sparkly things.
Another year of walking on glass. It still feels a little lonely with Irving far-away.