Archives: Sunday, April 17, 2016

The Old World

I never could stand the daylight. The harsh glare, the endless vista. The exposure. Being outside in the sun underscores the insect-like nature of human existence, these pathetically insignificant creatures crawling around on the skin of a stone ball  hurdling through space on a pointless trajectory. Daytime is so unspeakably depressing that I can’t bear to be out in

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