"you can’t know what you don’t know. i heard this phrase the other day, or read it somewhere, and it has become stuck in my brain. it’s important, i think, and yet i’m having difficulty wrapping my head around it."
"i think i want an afternoon snack. i think i might be hungry. it’s hard for me to tell. there’s a physical sense of emptiness in my stomach, a hollow rumbling, but i’m never totally convinced it means i should eat. i never quite believe my body when it tells me i’m hungry."
"i’m wearing pants that fit today. this may sound like no big deal. you may be wondering why i’d consider that a victory at all. if you don’t have an eating disorder, and regularly wear clothing in the appropriate size, i suppose it wouldn’t be. that, however, is not my style."
"it is an impossibility, an illusion we are racing and chasing and striving to achieve, certain that the right combination of actions and intents, the correct execution will somehow result in near perfection for our lives and our persons;"
"i love me a good disaster film. as far as i’m concerned, the greater the level of destruction, the better. i don’t want to see actual carnage. i have no interest in observing piles of mangled and devastated bodies. i’m okay with implication. long shots of waves wiping out whole populations or tornados ripping apart cities are best enjoyed when actual death is glossed over. i like to focus on the spectacle. i can’t enjoy them if i think too closely about what’s happening or see bodies lying around."