They did not cease to matter, but that I no longer needed their mattering to hold its form, or mine.

I actually had the option of running down the stairs and out into the street, screaming. Yet when I actually considered doing so, I decided against it because I reasoned that it seemed highly unlikely to solve any problem that I was experiencing, and indeed appeared to risk creating more problems instead.

For the gifted individual, identity is thus a “fractal” phenomenon, in the sense that “selfhood” exists in layers.

As I surveyed the room, I realized it would need renovation—not just in the physical sense, but as a reflection of my own evolution.

whatever I had found down there, whatever I had excavated and unearthed, had only made me stronger

Readers of this blog will know that I occasionally report nighttime dreams here, with interpretations that may be more or less elaborate.

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