STREET DOGS: Twice a month is enough
From Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? A schedule for how often to feel hopeless about everything
His hands, his face — it clung to every part of him, except his eyes. Round with awe his shone, like those of a little boy; he looks, she thought, as if he has been playing and now it’s time to give up and come home. Silence. It flashed from the woodwork and the walls. It managed to emerge from every object, as if it — the silence — meant to supplant all things tangible. Hence it assailed not only his ears but his eyes. The silence visible and, in its own way, alive — bursting in without subtlety, evidently unable to wait. The silence of the world could not rein back its greed. Not any longer. Not when it had virtually won. I understand how you suffer now when you’re depressed; I always thought you liked it and I thought you could have snapped yourself out any time, if not alone then by means of the mood organ. But when you get that depressed you don’t care. It doesn’t matter whether you feel better because you have no worth. So although I heard the emptiness intellectually, I didn’...
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