IT WAS TOO FAST, TOO QUICK AND FOR THAT, I AM SORRY. SORRY ABOUT WHAT, THE SUNSET? NO, BUT I MIGHT AS WELL BE. WHY? WHY? CAN'T YOU TELL! I MEAN IT IS MUCH TOO SLOPPY, THE COLORS RAN AND THE HORIZON IS OFF CENTER, ROUNDED LIKE THE EARTH INSTEAD OF FLAT LIKE A MAP. WELL, WHAT THE HECK, WHO IS PERFECT ANYWAY? NO, DON'T ANSWER THAT, I KNOW THE ANSWER. THAT I'M NOT IS OKAY, BUT THE NEXT WATERCOLOR WILL HAVE TO BE BETTER OR I WILL BECOME SO DEPRESSED THAT I WILL...WILL STOP PAINTING, OKAY? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED TO HEAR? THAT'S IT, RIGHT. YES, THAT'S RIGHT. NOW, NOBODY WILL HAVE TO LOOK AT EACH NEW WORK OR WORD OR ANYTHING. THAT'S RIGHT, GO AND READ OLD BOOKS, LOOK AT OLD PHOTOS AND SUFFER ALL THE PAIN OF THE UNIVERSE. THERE YOU GO AGAIN, WAXING SILLYOPHILOSOPHICAL. SO, STOP PAINTING, STOP WONDERING ABOUT THE MEANING OF MEANINGS. NOW, THAT'S A NEW ONE, WONDERING ABOUT THE MEANINGS OF MEANINGS. TO HECK WITH IT. I'M JUST THANKFUL THAT I HAD THE CHANCE TO BE HERE AWHILE. LIKE FROST SAID ABOUT LIFE, "it's much better than the alternative." YES, IT IS GOOD TO BE HERE.
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