It took me fucking 21 years to make this message so figure it out.

A Forty-Walt bulb exposed the room as time drifted and dragged. I reached into the light like a Buddha and held my breathe. It was eventually exhaled and released. An innocuous nothingness known as air exited my lungs. I am tired.

 

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