I looked at other couples and wondered how they could be so calm about it. They held hands as if they weren't even holding hands. When Steve and I held hands, I had to keep looking down to marvel at it. There was my hand, the same hand I've always had - oh, but look! What is it holding? It's holding Steve's hand! Who is Steve? My three-dimensional boyfriend. Each day I wondered what would happen next. What happens when you stop wanting, when you are happy. I supposed I would go on being happy forever. I knew I would not mess things up by growing bored. I had done that once before.
Miranda JulyThat's the artist's job, really: continually setting yourself free, and giving yourself new options and new ways of thinking about things.
Miranda JulyIn my paranoid world every storekeeper thinks Iām stealing, every man thinks Iām a prostitute or a lesbian, every woman thinks Iām a lesbian or arrogant, and every child and animal sees the real me and it is evil.
Miranda JulyI walked down the hall and saw that [she] was sitting on the floor next to a chair. This is always a bad sign. It's a slippery slope, and it's best just to sit in chairs, to eat when hungry, to sleep and rise and work. But we have all been there. Chairs are for people, and you're not sure if you are one.
Miranda JulyI looked out the window for other passengers in love with their drivers, but we were well disguised, we pretended boredom and prayed for traffic.
Miranda JulySomewhat predictably, I'm much more comfortable in front of an audience - and a big audience is even better - than faced with one stranger. This always seems like a bit of a failing on my part, as a human. I think that's also why I put myself situations where I'm forced to engage in other ways.
Miranda July