And the painful part of that moment was the awareness that the emptiness in my apartment was just reflective of the emptiness in myself, and that I had fallen for some of the lies that our culture tells us.
A parte dolorosa daquele momento era a consciência de que o vazio no meu apartamento era um reflexo do vazio em mim mesmo, e que eu tinha caído nalgumas das mentiras que a nossa cultura nos conta.