Its the text from a piece of art describing a woman’s life as recorded through small nothing moments
Like in Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. When Oskar’s grandmother asks how many hundreds of thousands of little nothing touches does it require to equate making love…
well how many hundreds of small nothing moments does it equate to living life?
what makes the moments worthy of the list?
Matt Mullican. Essex
(Details from Imaginary Life from Birth to Death)
Her house, home
Learning to crawl
The heat from the kitchen stove
Learning to walk
Hearing her mother upstairs
The street noises coming in the window