If one goes to the end, one must erase oneself, undergo solitude, suffer harshly from it, renounce being recognized: one must be there as if absent, deranged, and submit without will or hope, being elsewhere. Thought (because of what it has at its base) must be buried alive.
Mostly better today. Brunch with The Professor and working at school. I think I've been more productive in the last hour today than I was all of yesterday.
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