Incredible

“My days are all the same. Differences exist, but no specifics matter. Is it wrong to paint this in broad strokes?”

“That’s the only way it can be painted at all. It’s like you’ve lost your past over and over.”

“I suppose there’s no line between the past and the present. In the end, the present becomes the past. Everyone loses their past when the present is meaningless, and meaningless things render my new life meaningless.”