“Always there is this kind of suspense on a journey where you are both isolated and robbed of your own language. Under such conditions the means by which you make sense of things begins to be transformed; you can no longer rely on familiar signals but a cryptic sequence of tiny events, the pattern of which you sense more keenly as your isolation grows. It leads to a kind of parting of the ways; you either let go of your worries and put your faith in the natural unfolding of events or are plagued with anxieties which multiply as darkness falls.”
An Unexpected Light
- Travels In Afghanistan by Jason
Elliot, Picador, London, 1999 - page 191.
Just let go.
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