this interview totally and completely consumed me. it’s the most intimate and evocative conversation with Fiona that I’ve ever read, and I’ve fucking read them all.
it’s raining outside and i’m sitting on a couch with my sleeping cats reading tumblr and tumblr-linked-articles and gchatting and getting ready to go to the first class of my masters program (remedial biology for english majors who want to help real people now and may need to understand human anatomy). this article mentions “never is a promise” so i started playing it while i finished the piece and then just let it keep repeating. and these things all together are so strangely exactly what i needed right now.