Every You, Every Me

That's the question, isn't it?" you said one night. "Does death bring freedom, or is it the end of freedom?

If you zoom close-if you get really close to someone, if you really get close to yourself-then you lose the other person, you lose yourself entirely. You get so close you can't see anything anymore.

A photograph it a souvenir of a memory.
It is not a moment.
It is the looking at the photograph that becomes the moment. Your own moment.

Void is when there is absolutely nothing there and the nothing is natural, a complete vacuum. But empty - with empty, you are aware of what's supposed to be there. Empty means something is missing.

I had gotten so used to being alone, but never entirely used to it. Never used to it enough to stop wanting the alternative.

There is no such thing as no choice. There is always a choice. The only question is whether it's a bearable one.

You don't know me. You know one me, just like I know one you. And you can't know every me, and I can't know every you.