When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it; I did. Where the smoke from a chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.
I spent my life learning to feel less.
I spent my life learning to feel less.
Jonathan Safran Foer, from “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close” (via weissewiese)
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