I’ve got a few minutes before my shift.

Something about why the relevance of existence is at the same level as a half burnt hotpocket… I mean, yeah, you can still do stuff with it.

Nothing important, but at the same time, our cosmic awareness that a bowl of lucky charms is staring at the back of my brain through my nose is a bit disconcerting.

Fuck yes, another epic post.

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