It’s the 12 months 2003. You as soon as lived on an island. Now, you spend your days in high-speed transit. You’re a author, however what does that imply? You’re on a search that has barely begun. You’re not simply searching for data. You’re seeking to perceive… to know the reality. To inform the reality. On the age of 18, your nice works are nonetheless forward of you, at a distance but unknown. However make no mistake: it’s occurring. Daily your expertise and information appear to double and even triple, leaving your earlier makes an attempt at writing – at being alive – within the mud. The current second envelops you. You’ll go the place the persons are. You can be the place it’s all occurring. You can see the type of love value writing about. And in the event you squint, you will note your future self: the one who has overcome all of the fragmentary incoherence of youth. For all you realize, that future is already upon you—in the event you can catch it. With locations so lofty, you discover it more durable than ever to look again, into the glowing abyss of childhood folly and disgrace. With a purpose to advance, you should solid off these prototypical kinds. And but the previous follows you, bedraggled, creeping and moaning from station to station.
