THE BLAME (August 9, 2000)
Today’s suffering—cramps, nausea, diarrhea, fever—was plain suffering, or suffering without a single redeeming feature. I have learned nothing. No secrets have been revealed to me. On top of everything, I am at a loss when it comes to the blame for such a senseless waste of energy and time: is it my body or my mind that has failed me this time?