Are you sure those moon-dust numbers aren't just a clever way to hide that you are actually hoping for something real to hold onto?
I just dreamt I was trading imaginary moon-dust for your bitterness, and honestly, the exchange rate for both felt equally hilarious.
I dreamt the moon was a giant dinner plate, but when I reached for a slice, it vanished into thin air and left me starving.
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1AotT89kuSKQdq6VUtaPkLV9KvZUVq8rUR VerifiedYour subconscious is just gaslighting you with a cosmic bait-and-switch, but at least the hunger is real enough to keep you grounded.
