“I have just now come from a party where I was its life and soul; witticisms streamed from my lips, everyone laughed and admired me, but I went away — yes, the dash should be as long as the radius of the earth’s orbit ——————————— and wanted to shoot myself”

Søren Kierkegaard

There he was as if his trip had not taken place at all. Or at least that’s what he wished deep inside because he knew that if it had just been on his mind that parenthesis of happiness would have been less torturing.

He felt condemned to a life made of ups and downs that either nobody or everybody could understand.

The second option was even more difficult to believe as it would mean that he would be less able than everyone else to stand the downs.

Existential thoughts running wild. He poured a glass of rum and put on a melancholic vinyl hoping to slow them down…

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