The Death of a Government Clerk

That's title of a short story by Anton Chekhov. That person is one capable guy of dishing out all sorts of sad stories. Coming to this particular weird sad story, A clerk dies out of paranoia. Paranoia that, he had caused trouble to his superior.
Why that story now? Attimes, you get some doubts with no means to clear them. IF you continue to concentrate only on them, paranoia sets in. A sort of obsession waiting for answers even when you know they are not forthcoming.
Absurd post, right?