I'm going on holiday, so I'm going to leave you with a short story by Kafka.
A Little Fable
"Alas," said the mouse, "the world is growing smaller every day. At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running, and I was glad when at last I saw walls far away to the right and left, but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already, and there in the corner stands the trap that I must run into,"
"You only need to change your direction," said the cat, and ate it up."
Mr Tambourine Man
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That's some mental punctuation
A lovely story. Better still is the one with the laughing policeman.
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