It’s been a while since I asked a parking meter for directions or tried to carry on a conversation with a lamp post, mistaking them for people. Yet these things happen to me on what seems to be a regular basis. Everything I see is an illusion. It is, all of it, there but also not there. A pair of boots on the floor looks like my cat and I might
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The time of week that voting is done has changed so it's confusing. You can vote now.
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I've definitely talked to an empty room. I hate that.
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Gotta have a sense of humor about this. I really enjoyed reading this.
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