Monday, April 20, 2009

Classic Schtitt

During dawn drills:

Page 458:

"Am seeing sluggish drilling, by sluggards. Not meaning insults. This is fact. Motions are gone through. Barely minimal efforts. Cold, yes? The cold hands and nose with mucus? Thoughts on getting through, going in, hot showers, water very hot. A meal. The thoughts are drifting toward the comfort of ending. Too cold to demand the total, yes?..."

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