North of the photograph

Among the benefits of not knowing is not knowing where to start, and starting from there.

It takes real courage to look at the sky and to see yourself falling.

Is silence hot or cold? Colder than hot, I suppose. Like October in Wyoming.

Nobody really sees a thing, they just see the cliché of a thing.

If you don't know your past you have to imagine it, and that usually makes it better sometimes. It can make it worse of course, so bad it doesn't exist and you come from nowhere.

The last time I was in Wyoming I didn't want to do anything. I just sat there, it was good for me, not doing anything, not wanting to go into town, not wanting to read a book, see a movie, and so on.

It was the first time in my life I'd given myself permission to do nothing, and I did it.

I know I can do it again.