Hour by hour

Some nuggets from Miranda July:

“All I really want to know is how other people are making it through life? Where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it?”

“That day I carried the dream around like a full glass of water, moving gracefully so I would not lose any of it.”

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“That is my problem with life, I rush through it, like I'm being chased. Even things whose whole point is slowness, like drinking relaxing tea. When I drink relaxing tea I suck it down as if I'm in a contest for who can drink relaxing tea the quickest.”