I was going to post a picture of the dead rat that was in my room when I returned to it this morning after sleeping in the lounge, but it’s really just too disgusting. Far, far grosser than I thought it was going to be.
It’s amazing how even though my post-college life is currently so ridiculously easy, light, and I am without any real responsibilitiy the world has somehow conspired to return me to my former ultra-nervous twitchy sleep-deprived style. Apparently my stress-free life was somehow throwing off some sort of balance in the universe.
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