Oh, Libby.
"I can't bear the thought of going deep, deep down again. You look straight up, and there's a tiny point of light, way up there, and that's where the world is, and you don't have the energy to start moving toward the light, you don't even have the energy to assimilate Brahms, or chew your food. I don't ever want to be there again. I just won't risk that. [...] When you're in limbo, there are only two ways you can go."
Time to go throw away 80% of the stuff in my room.
Time to go throw away 80% of the stuff in my room.