finiculi finicula
it's really exhausting, you know, to try to reiterate things that you know are certain when the vending machine you're feeding your dollar bill too keeps spitting it back at you like the dollar wasn't valid. i've come and settled and have begun to lull. this road ahead doesn't look too long- but there just as well may be dust in my way of viewing. either way if a fork comes, i'm opting out.