“That little space of irresolution is a strange place to be. You feel safe because you are entirely at the world’s mercy. It is a rush. You lose yourself in it . And so you run towards those little shots of fate, where the world turns. That is the lure: that is why we lose ourselves, when powerless from hurt and grief, drugs or gambling or drink; in addictions that collar the broken soul and shake it like a dog
— May 17, 2025 04:18PM
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