“We need to talk”, LARU11, Helsinki, 2011.

It’s not you, it’s me.

I just need some space.

We’re not going anywhere.

I don’t know what I want right now.

Olen sori. Pus.”

Letters are disappearing. A story becomes shorter and shorter over the time… A letter is
1) a written element of an alphabet that represents a single phoneme and
2) a form of written communication.
I can read words with jumbled letters or words with missing letters as long as the first and last letter are in the correct order. When I read a word, my brain recognises the letters first and then organises them into the their space.

I write sentences. Some of them are true at this moment, others are false, some will become
true at some point in my future, others will be false in all futures.