Musings at work

A life of seemingly intolerable tedium, tedium vitae in the truest sense. Faced with these prospects, how could there be any marvel that Marlboro should despair of it, his very humanity.

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An endless, morose tomorrow in wait. Eyes drooping quite literally weary of the world. The long-accumulated yet illusory aedifice of delusions as to life's positive meaning per se tracelessly eradicated by brilliant moments of unnatural, superhuman clarity, every vestige of all things prior now meaningless and disregarded of all consequence.