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Despite my strong opinions, despite all my experience, all my faith and all my years, I am never certain. It seems to me that the truest things in life are usually the shortest, the most illusory or the most unrealisable. Conversely, the longest, the most real and everyday experiences are the least satisfying, the least concrete. When I step back from existence, I see other people like me, restless, untethered, and uncertain, ricocheting from one notion to another, searching, always searching for something like permanence.
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