Frowning at uncut blocks of restless boredom. Fluid clusters that ostensibly melt from disuse. Realizing, for the Nth time, that every evaporated drop is a potential moment. Gone and lost forever. Diagnostics in a forcibly carved space without words. The unpopularity of health. And a preference for comfortable lies. Everyone doing Their Best; when Their Best is defined for them from Without. Dreaming of hidden houses in Jacksonville. Aspiring to retire to Ludditism. With only paper, quill, candle and strain. Drowning dissatisfaction in the debt of reclaimed duty. One day at a time is a trap. Infinite and seductive.
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