Writing and experience
A page from the diary of a terminally ill
Having written a few words about a few things, I have found that there is a wide gap between what we write and what we experience in real life.
A written word is, truthfully speaking, a kind of lie, that we create for ourselves to satiate one or more of our lost/unmet desires. A man is undoubtedly made of desires, the desire to be loved, the desire to see…