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I am two people, because some days I feel like Amber and sometimes Maud. Sometimes amber contains petrified insects, doesn’t it? Something inside me has been frozen, too. I wish I knew what I contained and how to extract it.
Balkanisation, that’s what they call the fragmentation of countries: a pejorative term, implying splitting into competing and opposing pieces. Just like me, really: I have Balkanised my own psyche. Bits of me are at war against each other.
Small details about people could be important, note them.
‘You should trust those intuitions. Sometimes they mean that you’re picking up on some signal your conscious mind hasn’t quite grasped.
No matter how bad things are, there’s always the chance that something good will happen.
