The life around me was not meaningful. I always longed to be away from it, and always had done. So the life I led was not my own. I tried to make it … - Karl Ove Knausgård

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The life around me was not meaningful. I always longed to be away from it, and always had done. So the life I led was not my own. I tried to make it mine, this was my struggle, because of course I wanted it, but I failed, the longing for something else undermined all my efforts.