I’m dead.
Wait.
No, I’m not. But I will be if I keep getting free coffee.
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Thank you for the sunset. Thank you for the sea. “This still feels new, like a freshly concocted dream cast into reality. The world continues to present itself to awakened eyes. I’ve noticed with greater clarity the candescence of each new morning and the timid hues of sunbeams as they sanction the close of each valiant day. Would I have seen all these things in […] |

