Starting at page 92 I immediately was familiar with the material I was reading, Beckett. Much like the dialogue in Waiting for Godot there seemed to be nothing said in the first page of text. Full of contradictions and repetitiveness I was annoyed but kept reading. I laughed out loud, or snickered if you will at the part about being lazy. It is often the claim of the laziest of men to say that he is not in fact lazy, when truly he is. I thought about my personal feelings on being lazy, in my opinion it takes a strong commitment to be lazy you really have to be devoted to nothing, sounds like too much work, not for me.
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