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I often fantasise about accidents which would leave me crippled, and my disabled life afterwards. I like the idea that such an accident would free me of responsibilities, and of the pressures to succeed, financially and socially.
I could sit in my cosy, small flat and live off my sickness benefits, which I would spend on books. Yes, a quiet, respectable, scholarly life! I would be content, and, because I wouldn't be working, I wouldn't feel competitive or envious; only wise.
Overall, I think I want to justify a lifetime of unemployment.
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