08 – Parallel (on fictivity)

Having this much perspective feels strange at times – the ability to grasp my life like it could be a finite space and witness it from multiple angles, with hindsight, through comparison; the ability to turn it over and over in my hands like it’s a coin from a country we’ve visited many times without really ever examining its currency. Stranger perhaps: finding out the story I thought my own – mine alone – has multiple echoes, many spaces with their own type of coin, my own only one of the possibilities running in parallel – some real, some of them just someone’s thoughts.