previously i have mentioned my love for the writings of G.K. Chesterton. it seems that every time i come across something he wrote that i've not previously read, i fall in love again.

this quote is no exception:
the center of every man's existence is a dream. death, disease, insanity, are merely material accidents, like a toothache or a twisted ankle. that these brutal forces always besiege and often capture the citadel does not prove that they are the citadel.
- G.K. Chesterton
"sir walter scott," twelve types

this is an exceedingly busy time at work for me, and the words that i have most uttered, aloud as well as quietly to myself over the last few days are, 'i am drowning.' yesterday, when the time came to leave the office to go home, i actually felt guilty that i was going with so many things unfinished. while this is hardly in the same category as death or disease, it seems much like a form of accepted insanity.

i needed Chesterton's reminder, that the craziness is not my life, not my dream.


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