While rummaging through some old notebooks I found an entry titled Headlong into the Cistern, and it occurred to me that this feeling is exactly that. I tore the page out and tacked it to my headboard, and I’ve been eyeing my handwriting. If I were to describe my penmanship, well, it strikes me as rather focused and interminably sad.
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