Where do we come from? Do souls really exist? I can't answer these questions, especially not at 6am. - Miranda July

When I was fifteen, a dark shape came into my room at night. It was dark, but it glowed, which is the first of many facts you will have to tackle with your imagination. It wasn't in the shape of a person, but right away I knew it was like a person in every way except for how it looked. As it turns out, our looks are not the main thing that makes us human.

I wish there were a class where we could just keep going around the circle. around and around, until we had finally said everything about ourselves.

I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.