Little accidents every day

Surprised to see blood on my bedding, looking for the source, I notice blood smeared all over my fingers. Where did you come from?
Go to be at 9pm, read for an hour. Sleep at 10.
Almost finished my “light room”.
I don’t believe in anything. I can only trust my mind, it is often tormented by feeling too much.
Men go to wars, they die, men start wars. People with too much power decide the fate of those with less. Would women with the same kind of power become manlike? Are the women who want power already manlike? War is a man’s world, at school I must learn everything about what they’ve done. They don’t teach me history of arts, invention, life of ordinary people, philosophy, just history of wars with short periods of peace. Also, fragmentary history of religion, a man’s world too. If women were leaders would the history of the world be different? Are wars inevitable regardless of the sex of leaders?
Wake up at 6am every day, on work days stay in bed until alarm goes off. On free days get up immediately. Can’t sleep any longer.
The one that was home. Books are home.
Can I escape?

4 Responses to “Little accidents every day”
  1. Emma says:

    beautifully written, and lovely photos as usual. :)

  2. Miriam says:

    It may be a strage thing to say, but you have beautiful hands. I also have such little scratches sometimes and I hardly ever know where they come from. Anyway; wonderful photographs, lovely words!

    • Nishe says:

      Thank you :)
      I don’t think it’s strange at all, I compliment people on less conventionally noticed features too. (I do get weird looks and laughs.)

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