me, moments before bed, sitting on the toilet: every night i stare at the shapes on my marble floor and see different creatures in the striations and patterns at my feet on the cold tile. every night i try to see if i can see the friends i made the night before, and yet am only greeted with new, pleasant entities and in these moments i take solace in the infinite imagination of the human mind borne out of not only the ability to create but the inability to recreate perfectly.
a cat, furiously scraping at the underside of the door with an upturned paw: I WANT TO SEE THE INFINITY OF CONSCIOUSNESS MADE MANIFEST, PLEASE. PLEASE LET ME WITNESS IT. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PLEASE.
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