You feel like Meursault in Camus' The Stranger. You can be with a woman or you can be alone, you can be at the job or you can be at your mother's funeral, you can be at the beach or you can be in jail.
One of my favorite stories tells the tale of a man led to his cell and shut inside. He is smiling. His glowing countenance disconcerts the guard.
"The authorities have taken your family, your land and your money. Now they have taken your freedom, yet I have never observed a more content individual. How is that possible?"
"They can't take anything else from me."
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