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Women live with other women. The strange thing is, one of them always does her best to emulate what we’re told masculinity was like in the old days. Maybe that’s what she meant by ‘educational’. Not that a bunch of young girls’ notion of masculinity is worth much.
Like most people these days, I don’t overthink things. I’ll go along with whatever. No firm beliefs, no hang-ups. Just a lack of self-confidence tangled up in fatalistic resignation. Whatever the situation, nothing ever reaches me on an emotional level. Nothing’s important. Because I won’t let it be. I operate on mood alone. No regrets, no looking back.
Everything feels serious, and everything feels like a pose, not that it really makes any difference. I can act all kinds of ways, but in the end it’s always an act.
They offer us a clear example of how to live life right. We must keep on the straight and narrow. If we go astray, we’re toasted.’ ‘I think each person should live life how they like.’ ‘That’s immaturity for you.
Is envy always the last emotion standing? (Things like respect and awe are long since gone. Everyone lives in a happy-go-lucky depression – they only take life half-seriously, you might say.)
