I feel like, I need you to stop.
I need you to not talk.
I need you to not bother me.
It is not personal. It has nothing to do with you.
Please don’t talk. Please don’t ask questions. Please don’t expect coherence.
I need coffee.
For this hour, coffee should be expected.
There’s nothing worse than the banal chirpiness of another human being when you are in a state of deep, heavy, existential reflection.
–Tom Hodgkinson, How To Be Idle
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