Monday, December 20, 2010

Only Fragments

How can I think about anything anyone is interested in while I am leading such a perfectly placid life?
How can I imagine exciting events when all I know is weather?
I have suffered but only neurosis and a broken heart, which seemed quite serious at the time.
What do I know of anyone else's inner life except that we all have one?
My principal stimulus is memory, apart from the blowhards on the airwaves, who are worse than useless.
What people tell me is only fragments. What do you mean? Could you be more specific?
Pip suffered but stayed buoyant, himself, and everything worked out.
Something terrible is sure to happen, but in the meantime what am I to do?

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