". . . he had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother"
Those are the last few words of Orwell's "1984" novel.
Today I thought to myself. Aaah, nice! I'm going to work! I can finally rest!
See a troubling resemblance there? Who knows. May be I stumbled over the edge.
I am truely and utterly depleted of strength and survival techniques. Like my aunt's hedgehog,
that crawled behind the cabinet and could not back out. So they found him after he stank up the
place. I'm afraid there's no light in the end of the tunnel.
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