The pace.

It feels like a bag of crisps. Enticing, quick, delicious, satisfying. And always dipping your hands in that aluminium mess for more.

We all need a break from reality. Either you submerge into a vast meltdown of distinct emptiness or float it out.

Because sometimes, we have to remember why we are better off happy.

Doodhedoodles.

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