Then I know that an awful black whirling chaos is just outside me, waiting to move into me. I must go to sleep quickly, before I become that chaos. I am trembling with misery and with tiredness. I fill a tumbler full of wine and drink it, quickly. Then I get into bed. My head is swimming with the wine. Tomorrow, I think–tomorrow–I’ll be responsible, face my future, and refuse to be miserable. Then I sleep…

-Doris Lessing, The Golden Notebook

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