The hardest thing is days off. Because I like the work. I mean obviously. I have two tricks: you have to go somewhere. And you have to be utterly alone. Otherwise you’re just doing a list but a different list. (Seeing people, for me that is a list, not you of course not you). Otherwise it’s Thursday you’ve done the laundry you did the dishes but you still don’t know what you are. I like the lists. I mean obviously. Abuse of Power Comes as No Surprise; Beauty is Truth; Order Equals Safety. Truisms. The point of Wednesday is not to feel safe but to remember that you are a human being Lagusta. The laundry makes me so fucking nervous and I am reading anyway.


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