Tuesday

I corrected for punctuation, but this is self-talk, from a tape recorder I carried with me today, so I could see what happened later, later being now:

Outcome-obsessed life. If what has happened at the end of the day is more important than how you spent the day, do you really have a good life? You go to work, voluntarily miserable for a while so you can afford some stuff to take your mind off how miserable you are, and that's normal? What you trade to make some money to buy god-knows what -- it's just sick that you surround yourself with shit so you can spend your time getting it, this sucks.

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