I’m writing this with you, Manon, in hopes of warding off another night of pain. I’m awake, kept awake by pain. You too are looking for a way to inhabit insomnia. Little by little. Maude, let’s share these sleepless hours, let our sentences pile up, let selves melt together, let the I fade away.
This article also appears in the issue 106 - PainDiscover