Again the feeling of nowhere to turn but off, but away, but
to sleep. Nothing to explain, no explanation. The sense of apology without
depth. I’m sorry I don’t have anything to say on the point because there is no
point. And other stories.
Upon reflection I am doing a few things right. I am hoping
to be asleep soon. Head still hurts. Vague sense of disappointment and lack of
interest in workaround. Biking to nowhere. Saying goodbye too loudly.
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