I’m awaiting a lover. I have to be rent and pulled apart and live according to the demons and the imagination in me. I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.
― Anaïs Nin, From “A Journal of Love” The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
image: L’age d’or, 1930. Luis Buñuel