Status Updates From The Book of Disquiet

“Who am I behind this unreality? I don’t know. I must be someone… I want to be exactly like what I wanted to be and am not. If I were to give in to life, I’d be destroyed. I want to be a work of art, at least in my soul, since I can’t be one in my body.”
Shortened for character limit

me da un poco de miedo este libro
pero he decidido darle la oportunidad :')

From Section 92: “I am still obsessed with creating a false world, and will be until I die… and in my imagination I line up the characters- so alive and dependable!- who occupy my inner life, and this makes me feel cozy, like sitting by a warm fire in winter. I have a world of friends inside me, with their own real, individual, imperfect lives.”

Isn’t that beautiful?

Im not sure how I feel about the book. I love the prose but I feel myself spiraling with him. He’s so lonely.

I am fascinated by section 92, that is probably my favorite. I relate to every single sentence on that section. It’s beautiful. Also, the idea of having a fictional world with friends in your head and not being able to enjoy it truly because it is not real, is frustrating and he writes it beautifully.