"Why was she dancing? No reason. Just alive, I guess"
--George Saunders
Why do we diabetics do all the things we do? Why do I work so hard when I could also just float along the surface in denial? All the math, the brainpower, the eating, the counting, the endless dancing? No reason in particular, yet also every single reason equally. It's the best way to be alive, I guess.
--George Saunders
Why do we diabetics do all the things we do? Why do I work so hard when I could also just float along the surface in denial? All the math, the brainpower, the eating, the counting, the endless dancing? No reason in particular, yet also every single reason equally. It's the best way to be alive, I guess.
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