Everything starts with a sensation, a memory, a sensation that one memory gives you. So I think I am a a collection of memories.
At the moment I find myself revisiting my work throughout all years of study. There are a few strong memories coming out, there are stories I cannot remember, stories that don't make sense.
Some stories are still here, present across my body, slicing my body, lifting me up again.
There is a valuable memory:
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