mishmash and loss aversion

{The Alchemist, Remedios Varo}

I thought for a minute, and then I got heavy, heavy boots.

-JSF, ELIC

When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.

I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it something worse? You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness. 

-also, JSF, ELIC

Plus: this. Read this.