Brain on Bedhead

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What are you doing today? Are you making any kind of sense? Are you even trying?

Usually I make no sense. I do nothing that makes any sense. But if you don’t make sense over and over and over and over again, does that mean your lack of sense creates a way of making sense? Or just a way of going in circles?

What am I doing today? When do I make any kind of sense? Does circling the self-doubt drain count as trying?

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