Dear GraphicMatt,
I have very little to say to you these days. It’s not that things aren’t happening, because, surprisingly, they are. The future has hit me like a moose on the highway and sent my car (it’s a metaphoric car as I could not afford car insurance) careening off towards rivers and mountains and other [...]
I’m dangling my feet off the balcony and watching big things look small. I’m trying to see the ocean and the ocean is invisible at night. I can play a song with my wine glass — it’s flat and hollow and round.
He’s scratching against the door again. His nails must have grown back. It’s a [...]
It’s been a while, hasn’t it? After the whole surgery thing, I sort of descended into a bizarre crevasse of emotion that wasn’t really close to depression but wasn’t really anywhere near happiness, either. It was somewhere in the middle — in the shapeless, formless void of feeling that makes up all days that are [...]
JANE
I think you’re the Devil.
AARON
No. You know that I’m not.
JANE
How?
AARON
Because we have the kind of
relationship where if I were the
Devil, you’d be the only one I
told.
She’s [...]