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we forget what an aimless phone call means to some of us, or what a text message means to some of us. we forget what a friendly smile means to some of us and what a amiable hug mean to some of us. we forget for some of us how essential human contact really is. i wish i were like these some of us.
—  the life of an introvert//nikitagupta

I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one’s burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He too concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. Each atom of that stone, each mineral flake of that night-filled mountain, in itself, forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man’s heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.