so me, so now.

"My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while. […] I'm two, and both keep their distance — Siamese twins that aren't attached."

:: Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

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