Before I Float Away...

“There is something new about my hands, a certain way of picking up my pipe or fork which now has a certain way of having itself picked up. I don’t know. A little while ago, just as I was coming into my room, I stopped short because I felt in my hand a cold object which held my attention through a sort of personality. I opened my hand, looked: I was simply holding the door-knob… So a change has taken place the last few weeks. But where? It is an abstract change without an object… I think I’m the one who has changed: that’s the simplest solution. Also the most unpleasant. But I must finally realize that I am subject to these sudden transformations. The thing is that I rarely think; a crowd of small metamorphoses accumulate in me without my noticing it, and then, one fine day, a veritable revolution takes place.”

— Jean-Paul Sartre (via animinimalism)

(Source: alligatorsinnewyorksewers)