The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows There are so many backstories that people keep to themselves, so many side conversations you don’t even know exist Some of your friends are vastly different people when they’re one-on-one with each other, such that both would seem unrecognizable
The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows n the feeling that no matter what you do is always somehow wrong—that any attempt to make your way comfortably through the world will only end up crossing some invisible taboo—as if there’s some obvious way forward that everybody else can see but you, each of them leaning back in their chair and calling out helpfully, colder, colder, colder
The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows: Archive n curiosity about the impact you’ve had on the lives of the people you know, wondering which of your harmless actions or long-forgotten words might have altered the plot of their stories in ways you’ll never get to see
The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows Watch on pâro n the feeling that no matter what you do is always somehow wrong—as if there’s some obvious way forward that everybody else can see but you, each of them leaning back in their chair and calling out helpfully, “colder, colder, colder…” Brand new episode of The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows: Archive v intr feeling the tranquil pleasure of being near a gathering but not quite in it—hovering on the perimeter of a campfire, chatting outside a party while others dance inside, resting your head in the backseat of a car listening to your friends chatting up front—feeling blissfully invisible yet still fully included, safe in the knowledge
The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows n the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable—their pupils glittering, bottomless and opaque—as if you were peering through a hole in the door of a house, able to tell that there’s someone standing there, but unable to tell if you’re looking in or looking out
The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows la gaudière n the glint of goodness inside people, which you can only find by sloshing them back and forth in your mind until everything dark and gray and common falls away, leaving behind a constellation at the bottom of the pan—a rare element trapped in exposed bedrock, washed there by a storm somewhere upstream
The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows sorrow, noun 1 an unspoken intensity of feeling 2 a spark of transcendence that punctuates the flatlining banality of everyday life 3 a healthy kind of ache—like the ache in your muscles after hard exercise—that reminds you that your body exists So, I think most people instinctively think of a spectrum of good or bad emotions, like a spectrum from blue to red But I think there’s
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