lost in the shadows of the bipolar perspectives: part II.
and it pains me
my precious love
that while you
one day will roam freely… 80 more words
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
– Edgar Allen Poe
The internal conversations I have with myself while working on my PhD thesis (on the ‘history of walking’, in a nutshell) often makes me feel on the edge of insanity – not necessarily in a bad way, but perhaps in the way that anyone trying to create anything has to be.788 more words