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that kind of envy is very bad for the soul, but since I was not aware of having one it didn’t matter.
Why do so many people start their messages with ‘It’s me’? Of course it is you. We all know that. But who the hell ARE you?
‘I’m sure you’re right,’ I said. ‘Until then, carpe diem.’ ‘What?’ ‘It’s Latin,’ I said. ‘It means, complain in daylight.’
I had been too good too many times. It could become a problem. But what could I do? Be stupid for a while? I wasn’t sure I knew how, even after so many years of careful observation.
What can any of us do? Helpless as we all are, in the grip of our own little voices, what indeed can we do?
