I was going to type like this horrible, scolding post directing your unbuying eyeballs to motivate, undisgrace, and commit. As if I'd only just a moment before sharply awoken from a terrible, disaffecting dream—a dark bar peopled with David Lynch-like characters blowing me voodoo. Although in real life I don't drink. And awake I'm widely unimpressed by David Lynch movies.
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I was going to type like this horrible, scolding post directing your unbuying eyeballs to motivate, undisgrace, and commit. As if I'd only just a moment before sharply awoken from a terrible, disaffecting dream—a dark bar peopled with David Lynch-like characters blowing me voodoo. Although in real life I don't drink. And awake I'm widely unimpressed by David Lynch movies.
But then the smoke detector went off.
And the morning pills kicked in.
they rejected me
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