sometimes it feels like we’ve all come a very long way. and sometimes i think we’re just spinning around and around in the same whirlpool. faces that we once knew fade away into the darkness, only to revisit in feverish dreams or myriad thoughts. cities whose streets we once played on become strangers to us, and yet we keep sacred the memory of their ancient maps. songs, stories, laughter and tears. everything that makes us what we are. everything that could make us someone else.
i’m She. yes, i have a real name and a real job and a real life, outside of this half-existence behind a URL and a pseudonym but i do like to keep them separate. all the fiction that appears on this blog is mine-mine-mine. if you quote, please leave a link to the original post, thank you very much. and you can mail me, i like correspondence!
thanks for visiting.
