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The Art of Solitude
Am, christe, nite. What did you have for breakfast? For breakfast, i had some porridge, oatmeal, i think it's called. My first memory was flying into toronto as about a three year old and looking out of the plain window. That's really where the story of stephen began. And i suppose, a conscious concern with my own subjectivity, my own interiority, it all began there,. It continues until we lose consciousness at the end of our lives, and it all stops. I feel it is very embodied.