There are no more reasons to wake up besides self-paced advertising strategies, and the feeling that I now need to start over to find some footing in this world before I graduate.
Over the break I will focus on opening minds again, and forgetting all of the ways I am set in that make me feel safe everyday.
But I'll never stop eating bags of carrots everyday, or brushing my teeth like a villain.
Ah, sweet sweet laziness.
And I am still way too lazy to even attempt to drive home to Dallas anytime soon.
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Oh my. Your playing with words.
Yet it is more than that.
Perhaps those bags of carrots beg to be part of something more.
Do they long for sushi?
Maybe the casserole of a sad housewife?
We won't know, as they've gone to the greater good.
Nutrition of the greatest good. The sticktuitiveness of our laziness.
We might have places to go.
Where they are, nobody knows.
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