“I remember that I was frightened, that I was afraid of getting worse, as I had been getting better for some time. I was afraid that this life I was leading – though everything was beautiful and filled with sensation – might prove too brittle, might fall apart in ways that would surprise me.”

“I remember that I was frightened, that I was afraid of getting worse, as I had been getting better for some time. I was afraid that this life I was leading – though everything was beautiful and filled with sensation – might prove too brittle, might fall apart in ways that would surprise me.”

— Sara Majka