Hmm, I was going to write an overview of my thoughts on political philosophy today but I've found I have neither the time nor the inclination. Tomorrow instead, maybe.
Life just seems so fleeting. Or, rather, happiness does: one day everything's fine, the next everything's falling apart. & in 200 years, we'll all be dead and no one will remember any of us.
Gosh, cheerful stuff, eh?
I'm going to go and drown my sorrows in Sartre.
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