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It is about wanting and need, wanting and need -- a peculiar,
desperate kind of need, needing to get what you never got,
wanting it still, wanting it all the more, nonetheless. It
is about a profound desire for connection. It is about how
much we don't know, how much we can't say, what we don't
understand. It is about how unfamiliar even the familiar can
become.
It is about holding one's breath, holding the breath until
you are blue in the face, holding the breath to threaten, to
dare, to say if you do not give me what I want, I will stop
breathing. It is about holding back, withholding. It is about
being stuck. It is about panic. It is about realizing you are
in over your head, something's got to give. It is about
things falling apart. It is about fracture.
desperate kind of need, needing to get what you never got,
wanting it still, wanting it all the more, nonetheless. It
is about a profound desire for connection. It is about how
much we don't know, how much we can't say, what we don't
understand. It is about how unfamiliar even the familiar can
become.
It is about holding one's breath, holding the breath until
you are blue in the face, holding the breath to threaten, to
dare, to say if you do not give me what I want, I will stop
breathing. It is about holding back, withholding. It is about
being stuck. It is about panic. It is about realizing you are
in over your head, something's got to give. It is about
things falling apart. It is about fracture.