A typical Saturday morning is that I boil water in a self heating kettle and forget about it. It shuts itself off and I hear the click. I go to my room and fall into a dreamless sleep. The sky opens up and pours out electric rain, flashes of light that I can see through my lid skin. Who am I again.

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