I've been sick.*
For how long?
Since before I was born.
Really?
I was born yesterday.
You don't say.
I will die tomorrow.
Which is another way of saying you will never die.**
* I literally have to crawl from room to room if I don't want my lungs to go terrible and spastic and crackly like static from walking upright.
** I finished Rosencrantz and
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