Doing something different than saying. The malady of my interaction with people. It scares me when they do that, I can’t understand it. Now Derrida puts this into the picture as a profoundly emphatic necessity. People are in conflict between the need to conform to tradition and the desire that grips them to say something else.

It’s strange to watch people out on the street coming from work. Effort clings to this image. The effort of conformity.

Absence.

Perhaps it was me in the world.

I was absent because I did not show myself.