Dark Matter

by Blake Crouch

Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.

There’s a weightlessness that permeates everything because no damning choices have been made, no paths committed to, and the road forking out ahead is pure, unlimited potential.

“When you write something, you focus your full attention on it. It’s almost impossible to write one thing while thinking about another. The act of putting it on paper keeps your thoughts and intentions aligned.”

If you strip away all the trappings of personality and lifestyle, what are the core components that make me me?

Until everything topples, we have no idea what we actually have, how precariously and perfectly it all hangs together.

it’s all, in the end, just life. We see it macro, like one big story, but when you’re in it, it’s all just day-to-day, right? And isn’t that what you have to make your peace with?”