Quote of the moment:
Read Marcus Aurelius - of each thing, ask: what is it, in and of itself? Will it remove kebab?

Hotdogs, hot dogs, hotdogs, hot dogs, hotdogs... in your dreams, in every mirror, lurking behind every corner, on every painting, every billboard, every tree, leaf, and flower. Hotdogs, hot dogs, hotdogs, hot dogs, hotdogs... they watch you, they surround you, they know every molecule of your being, and they are you, as much as you are them.
Hotdogs.
Hot. Dogs.