It goes round and round inside my head. There’s so much uncertainty. I find it had to stomach. I um and ah. I waver. I am uncertain. I listened to her rules on ethics. They are good ones. Steady, kind. I want that. Them. But how to do what I wish to do. Without harming others. That is the key. Can harm be done tacitly, unknowingly? I don’t know. Intention not to do so., clearly isn’t enough. I must and wish to tread carefully. To leave no trace.
I read Austerlitz. Such sadness.
