The endless path toward doom. Endless, that is, because one has already arrived, and yet one continues walking, only to find that all destinations are precisely the same as the point of origin. Doom. Doom. All doom.

Horror: when you’re working busily endlessly refining one part of an academic project as a way to procrastinate facing the problems in another part which is much worse shape, having-a-chance-of-ever-working-wise, only to discover, at the end of the endless refinements, that the good part is also in horrible shape.


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