This paper, this last paper I will write as an undergrad, is consuming my mind. It has a darkness to it, and a weight about it. I've more than once slowly backed away from its pages. Yet these are my own ideas. Am I frightened by what I might find?
I'm up, out of my chair, walking again. Pacing, really. These ideas are getting to me. Something is at stake. I'm disconcerted and lightheaded. And I can't grab hold of my thoughts.
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