OBEY! Do not trust your eyes! Believe only what you are told!(From an old T shirt - now from my new story Dinosaurs)
OBEY! Do not trust your eyes! Believe only what you are told!(From an old T shirt - now from my new story Dinosaurs)
I find it hard to describe what it is like to look fully into eyes that one has known that well--known better than one knows the look of one's own eyes, actually--and then put away, deliberately forgotten. That instantly reasserted intimacy, that resumption of what looks like friendly concern, is like nakedness, like exposure.