only through new words might new worlds be called into order
My love is my soul's imagination. How do I love you? Imagine.
I think everybody on this planet does that - trying to capture your dream after you wake up.
I don't really believe in writer's block or anything like that. If I'm not feeling words, I may pick up an instrument and play with sounds or delve into different types of creativity and expression.
Two autumns and I have not changed enough.
I spend my time sitting in train stations, parks, parking lots, cafes, just looking at people - eavesdropping, basically. I'm vulnerable to all of it.