Damned be empathy, for it is my curse. I so easily share others emotions that I doubt having any of my own. I've been known to be overly excited in the presence of an overly excited dog (someone just told me last week that she was hit by a car... oh terrible pain!). But most of the time, there's no dog around, except depressed dogs, it seems. Enough with dogs, I don't even like dogs.
I'd need great news from someone close. I don't know, something like cashing in on the winning lottery ticket, a dream come true or something close enough. How can one build upon only negative? How can one build upon depression, disappointment, stress, boredom, fears and hate?
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"O jeune fille, jette-toi encore dans l'eau pour que j'aie une seconde fois la chance de nous sauver tous les deux!" (Albert Camus)
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You are aware that you are my quote guru, are you not?
Yes, I am. I was actually counting on that.
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