re: relationship-, memories
with computers you are little Kai, putting together ice-puzzles in the Mirror of Reason under the ægis of the Snow Queen.
with literature it feels like your most subtle feelings, things you weren’t even aware existed, are multiplied in infinite resonances. you escape into literature by becoming multitudes, it’s language for the heart. I am craving this language, because I don’t want to forget my heart.
Elilla’s personal server.