“I pull the curtain behind me and feel a sense of relief… I have stood in such boxlike spaces before, alone with myself, and these moments seem connected to one another in a way I can’t quite specify. It as though life is a board game, and here is the starting point to which I keep finding myself unexpectedly returned. I take off my clothes.
This suddenly seems like an extraordinary thing to do in an unfamiliar room in a street in central London….”
- From “The Age of Rudeness” by Rachel Cusk.
This is a wild soul-book