So How many turtles did you end up collecting?-Laroche and Orlean, Adaptation
Oh, I lost interest right after that.
Oh.
Dropped turtles when I fell in love with ice age fossils. Collected the shit out of them. Fossils were the only things that made sense to me in this fucked up world. Then it was fossils for silver old mirrors. My mom and I had the largest collection of Dutch mirrors on the planet. Perhaps you read about us, Mirror World October ‘88? I gotta copy here somewhere.
I guess I just want to know how you can detatch from something that you’ve invested so much of your soul in. I mean, didn’t you ever miss turtles? – ‘the only thing that made your ten-year-old life worth living’?
Look I’ll tell you a story, alright? I once fell deeply, profoundly in love with tropical fish. Had sixty goddamn fish tanks in my house. I’d skin dive to find just the right one.. Then one day I say, ‘Fuck fish,’ I renounce fish. I vow never to set foot in that ocean again. That’s how much fuck fish. That was seventeen years ago and I’ve never since stuck such as a toe in that ocean. And I love the ocean.
But why?
Done with fish.
Today, the day I move to Buenos Aires, I decide to end this blog.
Oblique Strategies survives: http://obliquestrategy.blogspot.com/
SO MUCH LOVE,
Shosha
