Once upon a time, in a far far away land… nah. Fairytales never really made sense to me.
My favourite word is ubiquitous ’cause it sounds cool in my opinion but I frequently use the word “paradox”. In fact, I somehow manage to squeeze it into every single one of my academic essays. I’m also certain that it won’t end there. I’ll use the word paradox repeatedly until my last breath.
I am at once fascinated and irritated by its meaning yet it doesn’t stop me from loving it.
The last time I wrote it:
Haneke creates a masterpiece that shows the great paradox of love as the source of sublime joy and extreme suffering with unflinching honesty.
I have a love affair with words. It can’t be helped. It’s beyond my control.
I’m not afraid to admit it.