2 Quotes by Cynthia Cruz

It seems we, as a culture, have lost our ability to endure hesitations, pauses, silences, and other forms of language related to thinking, to learning. We seem to be caught in a constant stream of unrelated, pre-digested data. It appears we are beginning to speak and react in similar cadences.

What body am I? Whose body do I live inside? And how does my own experience of not being at home then contradict or match how I am seen by others? And what is the space between?