It feels like ages since I’ve visited Kristin’s place for the first time. Scrolling through our previous interviews, I find that it’s only been 5 years. How does time feel so elastic and moldable when we’ve been thought it’s a measurable matter?
— Because we’re elastic and moldable ourselves?
Oh, there you are:) didn’t see you behind that tiny grain of rice. How are you feeling this year?
– I feel fucking great but on another level grief has struck me so hard I can’t even find my sock.