We really do
Well, riding a public buss is easy. Get on, slide the card, get a secluded seat in the back, and hiss at anyone trying to sit next to you. Easy to follow And riding with any crazies isn't too difficult. Just convince them that you are a long lost cousin to them, and bam, hugs with stranger-family. Heartwarming, in a way.
Insomnia? I share yer pain. Truly, 'Tis a demon that insists on turning you into a zombie. I see them walking around every morning. I'm also one of them.
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