I regret. I apologize. I blame myself. I continue as before.
I am kept in bondage by the moles of my beloved.
Boredom is the only sure cure for neurosis.
Aimless drifting also fulfills an intention.
People who abhor solitude may abhor company almost as much.
The beginning, middle, and end are parodied, reversed, and hidden by modernism, but not abandoned.