this quote is from my friend Ari:

You come back into the room Where you've been living all along. You say: What's been going on while I was away? Who got those sheets dirty, and why are there no more grapefruit? Setting foot on the middle ground between body and word, which contains, or is supposed to, other people. You know it was you who slept, who ate here, though you don't believe it. I must have taken time off, you think, for the buttered toast and the love and maybe both at once, which would account for the grease on the beadspread, but no, now you're certain, someone else has been here wearing your clothes and saying words for you, because there was no time off.
~margaret atwood