Madness string 94607

Random mermaid
I've been cooking by myself for a while, and I realise I've been starting to make Early Apocalypse Onset Meals. I just made a pot containing rice, frozen peas, some frozen corn I found in a corner of the freezer, and Mystery Ground Meat. It contains the concept of nutrition without actually being a meal, and only noticing the concept of Food out the corner of its eye in a crowded square and pulling its hat down, trying not to be noticed.

The difference between dreaming and waking is not a line, but a fuzzy width of indeterminate shape. It is a feeling of familiar, repetitive and certain. I have dreamed of stranger. This... this is not a dream.