June 16, 2020
My shoulder has broken. F. broke it while napping on my arm. I have no words. Again the sky is empty and the fact of the sun. Are these the best days? Why exist?
The sky emptied of everything but the sun.
I want nothing, so I have no reason to live. We have created our society to produce wants and offer a path to fulfill them. The person without wants does not belong. What do I want? To live within images.
