i think the last thing i will ever die from would be a heart attack.
hm. everything seems to be of little significance now.
i could put a fishbowl over my head and walk around living in my own world.
i can't even find fault with it now.
even if the glass is painted black and opaque and i can't look through it.
no oxygen to breathe? i will worry about it when the time comes.
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