“And then, there is nothing. Not a goddamn thing. This happens to me sometimes. A curtain falling in the middle of the act, leaving minutes and sometimes hours in the dark. But anyone watching me wouldn’t notice.” — Sarah Hepola Copy Share Image
“I recast myself in my own daydreams. I wondered what it would be like to change this. If I could ever collapse the space… — Sarah Hepola Copy Share Image
“And then, there is nothing. Not a goddamn thing. This happens to me sometimes. A curtain falling in the middle of the act, leaving… — Sarah Hepola Copy Share Image
“I kept longing for a secret conversation, away from the pitchforks of the Internet” — Sarah Hepola Copy Share Image
“Because you can be a lot of things in this world, but you can never be another person. That's the deal. You're stuck with… — Sarah Hepola Copy Share Image
“time of night when every floor has a banana peel, and if I’m not careful, I might find my face against the ground, my… — Sarah Hepola Copy Share Image
“it happened again. And again. Some blackouts were benign, the last few hours of an evening turning into a blurry strobe. Some were extravagant.… — Sarah Hepola Copy Share Image
“In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody… — Sarah Hepola Copy Share Image
