words with wings

It's always eerie to read something that seems like it came out of your own head, like the author somehow stole a dream from you, or knows you so completely in the way only a total stranger could. Here is one of those passages:

"What does it mean to be oriented? This book begins with the question of orientation, of how it is that we come to find our way in a world that acquires new shapes, depending on which way we turn. If we know where we are when we turn this way or that way, then we are oriented. We have our bearings. We know what to do to get to this place or to that place. To be oriented is also to be turned toward certain objects, those that help us to find our way. These are the objects we recognize, so that when we face them we know which way we are facing. They might be landmarks or other familiar signs that give us our anchoring points. They gather on the ground, and they create a ground upon which we can gather."

Sara Ahmed, from the introduction of her book, Queer Phenomenology: Orientations, Objects, Others