It’s the yr 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 in search of data. You’re trying 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. On daily basis your abilities 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 individuals are. You may be the place it’s all occurring. You can see the form of love value writing about. And for those who squint, you will notice your future self: the one who has overcome all of the fragmentary incoherence of youth. For all you already know, that future is already upon you—for those who can catch it. With locations so lofty, you discover it tougher than ever to look again, into the glowing abyss of childhood folly and disgrace. To be able to advance, you have to forged off these prototypical kinds. And but the previous follows you, bedraggled, creeping and moaning from station to station.
