Berkshire Landscape (1927) by Paul Nash
My obsession was making me stupider, so I dropped it in the middle of an open field, way back there somewhere, and I’m never going back.
Unless I get bored.
I should probably just let myself get bored instead. Boredom slows down the skittering eyeballs. Boredom says there is no fix. My restless mind answers, “Then y…