I’m falling apart but I cannot bring myself to intervene…This, this tragedy is what my heart yearns for beyond all else
the boy from Cézanne’s Le Garçon au gilet rouge haunts my dreams
My dearest Sébastien,
I have written this letter so many times to you that I can’t bear the thought of finally putting to paper the grim reality of my present condition. Oh, Sébastien, I should have never left you in that filthy airport terminal… Such a fool I was…and such a fool I am.
I find it increasingly difficult not to be bitter
noncommittal & emotionally dead