When you can see the beauty of a tree, then you will know what love is. - Miranda July

We had fallen in love; that was still true. But given the right psychological conditions, a person could fall in love with anyone or anything. A wooden desk — always on all fours, always prone, always there for you. What was the lifespan of these improbable loves? An hour. A week. A few months at best. The end was a natural thing, like the seasons, like getting older, fruit turning. That was the saddest part — there was no one to blame and no way to reverse it.

I felt like I could do this forever, because nothing mattered more than anything else.

i wondered if i would spend the rest of my life inventing complicated ways to depress myself..