at some date before my recollection, the world starting spinning faster. i feel in danger of flying off of it or being crushed into the earth. no matter, the world keeps accelerating.
if it makes you feel any better, the sun is exploding, yellowstone will erupt and kill us all, and nothing any of us do will ever really matter. except for maybe drunken singing. somehow that matters, but i'm not sure how. xoxo
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except for maybe drunken singing. somehow that matters, but i'm not sure how.
xoxo
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