Trust me, I'm telling you stories. ... I can change the story. I am the story.
Memory loss is one way of coping with damage.
What a strange world this is when you can have as much sex as you like but love is taboo.
What's invisible to us is also crucial for our own well-being.
I looked at my palms trying to see the other life, the parallel life. The point at which my selves broke away and one married a fat man and the other stayed here.
In the space between chaos and shape there was another chance.