So that choosing

becomes a function of necessity and the function of an entire system that works with itself, that does not require me to do anything outside it, the system. So I am to do the work of this, being a part of it, being unalone in everything that makes up the system of houses and roads and what I live in. I do not want to ever do what I want. Wanting is weak to me and when I see myself wanting to go swimming, I immediately unroll it. No, I need to go. The system of people swimming in the backyard of a large house is, I think, reminescent of a larger picture I have of myself right now. It has to do with working, as I alternately do and not, and with you. Sitting amazed on the other chair, looking a little open to everything. Because of the autonomy of the chair, the figure you make in it, and your thinking occupying only that chair, only your self to a degree. It is a system in itself.