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Today I woke up and thought about nothing in particular. The ceiling was white, but
not too white, just white enough to be boring. I wondered if ceilings ever get
tired of being ceilings. They just stay there all day, holding nothing except dust
and old thoughts. I stretched my arms and decided that stretching is one of the
most honest things a human can do. Your body never lies when it stretches.
Outside, the weather was doing its best impression of weather. It was not too hot,
not too cold, just existing. A bird sat on a wire and looked like it had an
important meeting later. I respected that bird. I do not know why, but some birds
look like they know secrets about the universe and refuse to share them.
I ate breakfast, or something that pretended to be breakfast. The food did not
taste bad, but it also did not taste like success. While chewing, I thought about
how strange chewing is. You take something that was not part of you, destroy it
with your teeth, and then it becomes part of you. That feels a little violent if
you think too much.
Time moved forward, as it usually does, without asking for permission. Minutes
passed like shy guests at a party, quietly slipping by. I tried to do something
productive, but productivity and I sometimes pretend not to see each other.
Instead, I stared at a wall and imagined it telling me stories about all the people
who ignored it before.
At some point, I thought about the word “banana.” It is a funny word. Bananas are
funny objects too. They curve like they are smiling, but also like they know
something went wrong. If bananas were people, they would be comedians with deep
emotional issues.
Later, the day became more day-like. Sounds happened. Cars passed. Someone
somewhere probably dropped a spoon. Life continued in its usual, slightly confusing
way. I felt hungry again, which was rude because I had already eaten. My stomach
has no memory.
As evening arrived, the sky changed colors like it was trying on different clothes.
I watched it and felt smart for no reason. Night came slowly, politely, like it did
not want to surprise anyone. Lights turned on, thoughts turned off, and tomorrow
waited quietly, pretending not to exist yet.
And that was the day. Nothing special. Nothing important. Just words walking
around, bumping into each other, and deciding to stay.

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