The desire to be significant casts a pall.
Orgies are an early form of what will someday become sex by committee.
In a strange city, I connect through food and fantasy.
An imprudent enemy is less dangerous than an imprudent friend.
My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived.
Pursuit of the approximate can conclude. Not so pursuit of the absolute.