Charlotte Eriksson's Blog

But if your heart doesn’t have any fear
it will cease to grow
in time
for fear is the thing, dear.

Fear is the thing that makes the heart pump,
eyes open and
mind swell,
and fear makes the safety worth chasing.
Adventure awaits on the other side of that fall,
in that fall,
and if you knew the outcome
of each and every thing
the point would cease to be.

Fear is the thing, my dear.
Fear is the thing
that makes the heart grow.

// from my book You’re Doing Just Fine ♡
www.CharlotteEriksson.com

Slept badly, dreamt of a staircase that led nowhere.

I don’t think I will ever become what I thought I would.

Wrote one line I didn’t hate. Immediately ruined it by adding another.

I avoid people so I can think, then waste the silence.

We mistake being seen for being known.

mournfulroses:

Sinéad O'Connor, from her book titled “Rememberings,” originally published in June 2021

A reminder: You don’t have to be productive every day.

Here’s the thing about everywhere:
it’s nowhere specific.

The words you want are heavy?
Fine.
You’re thirty-two and running out of money.
You check your bank balance obsessively
like it might change its mind.
You haven’t had a real address in two years.

Listen.
Everyone’s out of focus when they’re moving too fast to be seen.
You want clarity?
Stop moving.
You want sharp?
Stand still long enough—
I don’t know how that sentence ends.
I don’t know how any of this ends.

You say you want your fire back
like it’s something someone took from you.
Like it’s not right there in your chest,
burning through every city you run to.
You’re not faded. You’re overexposed.
All that light you’re looking for? You’re bleeding it.
That’s the clarity. That’s the shape of it:
You, hemorrhaging light in another rented room,
calling it darkness.

– Charlotte Eriksson

passioflos:

Maggie Nelson, Bluets