I have so many feelings

from The White Castle by Orhan Pamuk

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Trying to forget everything, as soon as I awoke I’d write down those dreams in which action and meaning were one, taking great pains to make my style poetic: I dreamt…our shadows were not extinguished with the setting of the sun, but took on a life of their own, mastering a thousand little things that we should have mastered while we slept peacefully in our clean, cool beds…