I work in an boring office and I can’t get any sleep. Nothing in life seems to make a dent in my anhedonia. Is there anyway to feel alive again?
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Thanks for your consideration, dev_null
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“The workman of today works everyday in his life at the same tasks, and his fate is no less absurd. But it is tragic only at the rare moments when it becomes conscious. Sisyphus, proletarian of the gods, powerless and rebellious, knows the whole extent of his wretched condition: it is what he thinks of during his descent. The lucidity that was to constitute his torture at the same time crowns his victory. There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.”
Wowzers! Pulling out Sartre to compare personal notes with. =P
Where can I find a soap salesman?