"In the beginning there was love. No. Love comes early, but not quite at the beginning. In the beginning, and in each of our beginnings, there was the precursor to all else: interruption. This is how love starts."
— Jenny Diski, Only Human: A Divine Comedy
That rather struck me as true. The introduction of a new feeling, a new person, even a new idea is interrupting. Some thing, some ongoing, perhaps quotidian flow of consciousness stops, pays attention, and direction is slightly altered.
A week or so ago, I wrote about looking for epiphanies and serendipity. I am always looking for that which will get me smarter, higher, richer, more amused or entertained, or more loved. An interruption in the fabric of my being that will change me. And no matter what I am going on to love, it does start this way, with a new attention, a change in focus or feeling or perception.
Went to the Knitting Factory over in Billyburg. Fun. But out of thoughts.
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I'm always complaining about interruptions. I'll try to look at them in a new light. Thank you.
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