“My heartbeat and breaths all sound too loud, as if I, such an overall insignificant specimen in these muted hours, am occupying too large of a space; too dense and volatile of an existence to be permitted a moment of contented peace.”— Mia Ingallina, thoughtcatalog.com
“Far more likely is that I, so eager to capture metaphors and twist them around and around until I lose interest, simply find loneliness sometimes too heavy a burden to bear. It is that I, not unlike every other person who has and who will ever walk this earth, look to the million stars twinkling ove…”— Mia Ingallina, thoughtcatalog.com