Autopilot.

Mein Geist verabschiedet sich so langsam in fiebrige Dunkelheit. Mal sehn ob er sich morgen Punkt 4:30 rechtzeitig zurück meldet...

  

One day I shall be laid low by a stroke, and then everything, all these confusions, this longing, this UNknowing, all this, the gratitude and ingratitude, this telling lies and self-deception, this thinking that one knows and yet NEVER knowing anything, will come to an END.

- Robert Walser, Jakob von Gunten