I feel an inner drowsiness so great it overflows the bounds of self. And I want nothing, prefer nothing, there is nothing I can escape into: The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa
I like the look of sanctified seriousness on your face
Like all writers, do u go into hibernation too ?????
Knowing you, you gave a great talk, despite the tension I see in the second pic. Great going, R!
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