Thursday, 29 September 2022

i have no idea how it is possible that my wordcounter says 1000 because i feel like i’ve written nothing today, well with the exception of

You can’t say what depression is like because it’s not like anything. There are no words, no metaphors and also you can’t remember what it was like because there is no time and space in a memory, and time and space are a central element of depression.

and i didn’t actually even write that, i got off my bicycle in the middle of town and dictated it into my notes app which duly noted dukaten zei wat de prisoners bike ik gaas but that was because it was set to dutch.