Dear Die-ary
The passions that drive us should be the ones we respect and admire. To feel contempt for one's own motivations is a vulgar thing. Too often, it seems, I've succumbed to less than admirable compulsions, driven by this furiously reprehensible machine of mine. So many things inside that I can do without, urges and desires and whatnot, so extreneous.
The passions that drive us should be the ones we respect and admire. To feel contempt for one's own motivations is a vulgar thing. Too often, it seems, I've succumbed to less than admirable compulsions, driven by this furiously reprehensible machine of mine. So many things inside that I can do without, urges and desires and whatnot, so extreneous.