Nothing to write home about


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„I feel more alive now than ever before. But lately I’ve had a sense of my fate – my death, that is – waiting for me, manifesting itself from time to time, to remind me it’s there. It isn’t a battle. I don’t fight it off. It takes charge for a moment or two, and then lets go again, and steps back. The more alive I am, the more suddenly it comes.“

– A.S. Byatt, Medusa’s Ankles