Well, now I know what's wrong with me...
Miky,
You should really stop thinking like a writer.
Real life doesn't bring on the drama in quite the same fashion. Please take notice.
Love,
Your dearest Self.
By the way, I went to the mechanic and had four lightbulbs replaced. I then looked at the car whilst rubbing my hands, and said "let there be light."
And I cackled. EVILLY.
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