Status Updates From Reise ans Ende der Nacht

There wasn't much to be said for me, but my manners were all right, and I was self-effacing; deference came easy to me, I lived in constant fear of not being on time, but took good care never to get ahead of anybody. In short, I had delicacy.

Stream-of-consciousness piece about war. Couldn't have been more timely given the Iran-US war. The narrator is hard to relate to because, so far, he only seems to care about avoiding the war.