Writer's Diary
7/17/26
Love does its work, on its own accord, in a way that sometimes you barely notice it, until it has filled up your entire life and it is all that is there: a bulwark against all else.
Watched Kiarostami’s Certified Copy with E last night on a wonky projector in her apartment; then fell asleep.
One must fight off malignant limerence from the outside and take care of the genuine thing within.
On a bus uptown, listening to sirens outside, balancing my laptop on my knee.
certified copy is great, was obsessed with the ragged but feather-y naturalness of binoche after her role as tereza