While only my fingers are able to move the moment I’m writing this, the other parts of my body are drifting away. In a super soft, white substation. I guess they are clouds. Or maybe I’m confusing it with my bed. Anyway, it is what is it and I don’t feel like seeking what it is. Seeking might distract me from enjoying the moment.
Hope you feel my sarcasm and at the same time my serious philosophize.
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