My serenity collapses under the pressure of my husband Mr. Morpheous. His plans and needs to go specifically designed for optimum vacation enjoyment make me feel like wanting to wake up in my bed and believe whatever I want to believe a much better idea. I'm still sick, and boy I want something sharp and pointy right now. Go.go.go.
I guess I'll eat a green pill instead. Screw rabbit holes.
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And yes, we're thinking of the Matrix movies here.
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