It’s funny when he comes.
He’s back again.
I imagine it like the two sides of Gollum’s personality in Lord of the Rings ‘stinker and slinker’.
I’m passing along through the world fine, generally quite contented with who I am and the things that I’m doing and then I see something, and it makes me think that everything that I do stands for nothing and I’m so far behind everybody else and I’m false.
I’ve got a bit of insight into the things which provoke it and sometimes it’s even healthy to a point that sometimes I have to crawl back under my bed (metaphorically) and console myself before I come back out again.
I wonder if it’s the same for other people and then I realise that it probably is.
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