On This Repellent Practice of Thinking

“You must think you’re pretty special” my mother used to say — and perhaps I did… then. Now? Now the precise opposite is true. Every thought that occupies my head represents only a disgusting new exercise in banality. And, to compound the damage, I attempt to cultivate new thoughts, anyway.

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