"I couldn't hear the rest. Then i couldn't hear or feel anything, nothing there except the sound of the air in my nose and the cold of the air at the back of my throat. So i sat and listened to that, just that, and time went past and when i opened my eyes it was now.
The simplest of things. The in of air, the out. It's like, if you can stop everything else and just listen to that, you can even find the exact place where you first touch the rest of the world, the exact place where it first comes into you. When there's nothing but that, you can give yourself room. You can feel your lungs moving inside your rib cage like the opening and closing of wings."
Ali Smith, Like
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Where i end and you begin
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