When I drilled my hole, I didn't want to live anymore, because it was just me alone with the numbers. But instead, I survived, and the hole made my thoughts clearer. It was as if the hole was telling me to live.
So I thought I should hope for other things to change too. Even though still, people can only see me as a man with a hole in his head.
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[He's silent for a long moment.]
When I drilled my hole, I didn't want to live anymore, because it was just me alone with the numbers. But instead, I survived, and the hole made my thoughts clearer. It was as if the hole was telling me to live.
So I thought I should hope for other things to change too. Even though still, people can only see me as a man with a hole in his head.