Fireworks happened. A day off happened.
And then...work happened which means...
The following happened.
Pac Man cheese.
Day old, cold pizza.
Cold like my soul.
Our souls are regularly crushed. Too much piggybacking. Not enough rigor. And surface-level differentiation. Such sadness. So we eat our feelings.
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