Epigraph:
One day Chuang Tzu fell asleep, and while he slept he dreamed that he was a butterfly, flying happily about. And this butterfly did not know that it was Chuang Tzu dreaming. Then he awoke, to all appearances himself again, but now he did not know whether he was a man dreaming that he was a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming that he was a man.
~The Teachings of Chuang Tzu
Had he kept a pain diary, the only entry would have been one word: Myself.
~Philip Roth
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