Life is a continuous cycle of once-terrifying things becoming normal.
People unconsciously want to reveal their inner urges.
I always take a close look at those who lose themselves in self portraits. They are solitary souls, prone to introspection, who have really grappled with their existence.
A kid who has just started to lie is taking the first step as a storyteller.
Sometimes fiction is more easily understood than true events. Reality is often pathetic.
And still everything’s the same, even though I did my best to get as far away as I could.