It's that time of the month again. There's a wildfire on a hill next to my house.
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This whole thing was a test - a test that cost thousands of lives, but a test of our very own making. The test was if we could survive ourselves... as ourselves.
Sleep. It is like hitting fast-forward on life, to skip all that horrible living and get a little closer to the future, which still holds the hope of not being as shit as the present.