I was reading this book
I realized something about myself because of this painfully paranoid, amusingly obnoxious and deeply pained narrator who likes to travel very fast against the natural revolution of the earth.
It seems like the more I know -- or the more I assume I know more -- the more I'm daunted. The more I'm daunted, the more I become overprotective of myself and the more I appear arrogant and an asshole.
It's such a predicament. Some resolves are easier thought of and said than done.
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