Elena Hailwood
And in that moment, simplicity smiled back at her straightforwardly. It said ‘of course’. And she sucked in wonderment, her shoulders rising momentarily, then releasing at her sides as the last traces of uncertainty were carried away on the trails of her breath. She stood there for a moment, eyes affixed on the truth she saw, and it beaming back at her unabashedly.
Perhaps it should have been one of those moments in which the course of a life is drastically altered. It’s papered-over fractures splitting outwards until the entirety of the taken-for-granted world is dispelled. The self-portraits, imagined futures, things definitely known – all shattered and dispersed like particles sinking back into the universe. Irretrievable, irredeemable, no longer sensical.
But it was just a moment. It passed before she could name it. And it remained forever like a word on the tip of her tongue. Something she knew she knew. She knew she had known. She’d known once but she couldn’t quite reach.
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