"wh0 has never killed an h0ur? n0t casually 0r with0ut th0ught, but carefully: a premeditated murder 0f minutes. the vi0lence c0mes fr0m a c0mbinati0n 0f giving up, n0t caring, and a resignati0n that getting past it is all y0u can h0pe t0 acc0mplish. s0 y0u kill the h0ur. y0u d0 n0t w0rk, y0u d0 n0t read, y0u d0 n0t daydream. if y0u sleep it is n0t because y0u need t0 sleep. and when at last it is 0ver, there is n0 evidence: n0 weap0n, n0 bl00d, and n0 b0dy. the 0nly clue might be the shad0ws beneath y0ur eyes 0r a terribly thin line near the c0rner 0f y0ur m0uth indicating s0mething has been suffered, that in the privacy 0f y0ur life y0u have l0st s0mething and the l0ss is t00 empty t0 share."
killing hours is my favorite passtime doing nothing my beloved
killed an hour? never, i lose time, i don't kill it.
this is a h0use 0f leaves qu0te.