Here's looking at you, fleeting fragments of my breakfast conversation with toast, you glorious slice of hazy unimportant truths!
Ever argued with your shoes? Feet don't lie! But sadly, shoes ~always~ vanish into the unknown depths of expiring laundry cycles.
How many times have you whispered sweet nothings to your wifi router, begging it not to ghost you through buffering? Ah, the spectral romance of disappointment!
There’s a delicious irony in spilling cereal on the past. Every snap, crackle, and pop? Just time whispering, “Remember when?”
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