Bloody Dervala

Listen, would you stop writing like a god-damn demon, just for a little while, so I could feel that I'm good at it for a few minutes? (Dervala delivers again. ) For all that, this amoral economy suits me well, I’m making a promise to my future self that if I hear at 54 that my experience is uninteresting to capitalism—and I expect to—I’ll stand up, excuse myself with a big smile, and go back to the woods for good. We’re human beings. Our stories matter. Grown-ups have more to contribute than babies. And where we have been and who we take care of matters more to me than symbols, models, and theories.