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Do you ever wake up feeling like thousands of years have passed since last night? Like you're a character in a book that was put down, and only now just resumed? Or more precisely, a simulation that's been on pause for ages, a save game resumed after a bad choice... or a recurring dream, come back around for the next chapter.
I feel that way this morning. Like I, and the whole of the world, was created anew when I woke up this morning.
Getting really high for the first time in a while last night may have contributed to this, of course; that can leave a lingering unreality to everything.
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