I’m enjoying digging into process work for my latest personal piece, Singularity.
It’s a strange feeling to watch someone whose life was entangled with yours remove you from the digital record of their existence.
I tried to imagine going through every online account to grapple with the images of my marriage and then remove them. I struggled to understand the urgency.
Gradually, as little bits of our relationship revealed themselves to me over the next couple of years by popping up when I least expected them, I realized that a cleaner break isn’t exactly the worst thing.
The suddenness of her departure felt supernatural though. Like everything I had learned about the world vanished in an instant and I was never going to escape her event horizon, even if I couldn’t ever see her again.
After a lot of personal work, expressive experimentation, and making peace with life and the universe, I had a little cry and looked real hard at my favorite moment and then file it away for good.
