Addict

I have started drawing again. I draw almost every day. And my old drawings are just as valuable as the new ones, because I made them. I haven’t changed. The world has. I will never change. And I don’t care.

I wrote a long e-mail to S. He replied, told me I was fascinating.
I’m so fascinating I’m blinding myself.

Once an addict, always an addict.

I want – I want – I want – was all that she could think about – but just what this real want was she did not know.

Carson McCullers, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter