our current existence can be an overwhelming experience of sensations and emotions. everything is biased, intertwined. these heartstrings are veins that have infinite beginnings but ultimately end at the soul. by untangling them and following their path, we can find unexpected sources of joy, depression, completion, and torment. unfortunately, they usually stay just under the skin. we rarely stop to dissect and find the cause of these emotions. things are never fully understood, but we find comfort in knowing the present will become the past. with its permanence and detachment, the past provides a certain clarity the present can never reveal. the past has closures, the present has complications. then again, if we live for the certainty, we’ll never fully experience how it feels to be alive.

oren lavie - “her morning elegance”

hospital ships - “baby for J”

beirut - “my night with the prostitute from marseille”

is it too late to start tracing the lines?