One of the few things I still miss from my Midwest childhood was this weird, deluded but unshakable conviction that everything around me existed all and only For Me. Am I the only one who had this queer deep sense as a kid? - that everything exterior to me existed only insofar as it affected me somehow? - that all things were somehow, via some occult adult activity, specially arranged for my benefit?
—from A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again, a book by David Foster Wallace
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| ᗜ Stenography | 13 | 62.88 | April 19, 2021 |
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