Status Updates From Orlando

“Illusions are to the soul what atmosphere is to the earth. Roll up that tender air and the plant dies, the colour fades. The earth we walk on is a parched cinder. It is a marl we tread and fiery cobbles scorch our feet. By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream.”

Currently in a reading slump and so far it doesn’t look like this will get me out of it but I’m determined to finish….