well.
I’m told that from a deep enough well, you can see stars in the daytime. But this is not true. The sky must be dark, and the stars will still be hard to find.
“Well” explores the isolation and disorientation I experience during bouts of depression. A veil distorts the world outside. Sometimes I can read interactions clearly and other times I can’t resolve what is in front of me, and I have to retreat. From home I can peer out safely, and soothe myself by spinning narratives about what I observe. These mirages bring peace, and once the fog lifts I can slowly build up the courage to climb out.
