rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

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My socks keep going missing. I'm down to four pair without holes. My time keeps going missing, too. This makes me wonder if there could be some relationship between my missing time and my missing socks. Maybe the socks fall through holes in time. And if time has holes, then that's something it has in common with many of my remaining socks. I sense a conspiracy of vast proportions.

Also I think there were deer in my front yard a while ago. I heard footsteps, and something chewing something that must have been vegetation. At least I hope it was vegetation. The deer couldn't have been munching my missing socks, could they? Oh no! The deer could be part of the conspiracy!

One might think I was still short on sleep. One would be correct.
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