“What does that mean, ‘death drive’?” The Ex shrugged. “Freudian bullshit. We seek out painful experiences on purpose, so we can numb ourselves, because what we actually want is to return to nothingness.” Brady had a mental image of his hand coming up out of a hanging chair, like a horror movie. “People seek out pain because they’re stupid, though.” That was the thing Brady had left art school understanding: people make complicated pieces of art to explain human behavior, when the real explanation is almost always assholishness.
