{negative hope}

as easily as i became indistinguishable from the background, i hope to re-emerge into entity-hood. (i haven't lost my ability to sound like a bad translation of recent german philosophy.)

i am addicted to quotients. i want to know them better than i know my measurements. is it unusual that i know my measurements?

ego and arrogance have not abandoned me: i posit that i was the best dressed female in attendance. i also find it disappointing. why am i so generous with assessing Others & miserly with Myself?

i truly hope that i never get a doctorate in philosophy.