Because was once a perfectly
valid reason for waking up, getting out of bed, eating your oatmeal, and
doing what you had to do. You did the things that you had to do because
you had to do them. That was your secret. Now you don't know anything.
You are standing in line for something,
and you have no idea why you are there, or anywhere. You know only that
you sort of don't want to be there, but you can't think of anywhere else
to be, really. |