"'The night before we left, Bryne and I sat up talking. He showed me his surveying equipment, and I remember being in one of those excited moods when everything suddenly seems to fit together in a new way. Byrne told me that you can't fix your exact position on earth without first referring to some point in the sky. Something to do with triangulation, the technique of measurement, I forget the details. The crux was compelling to me, though, it's never left me since. A man can't know where he is on the earth except in relation to the moon or a star. Astronomy comes first; land maps follow because of it. Just the opposite of what you'd expect. If you think about it long enough, it will turn your brain inside-out. A here exists only in relation to a there, not the other way round. There's this only because there's that; if we don't look up, we'll never know what's down. Think of it, boy. We find ourselves only by looking to what we're not. You can't put your feet on the ground until you've touched the sky.'"
Paul Auster. Moon Palace. London: Faber and Faber, 1989. 149-150.
and so my here is new york.
after seven hours sailing in the sky, i've landed to find a kevin, an apartment, and perhaps the chance to meet myself. but first, sleep.
night night.
