and I don't know if it is worth my while to do so. I have a huge mess to clean up, and I just wanna forget it all, go to sleep and have the luxury of dreaming of impossibly random thoughts, because my subconscious is like a bowerbird that collects as many random and unrelated thoughts, people, memories, etc, to arrange them beautifully and haphazardly around his nest.
Oh well.
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