The world around you spins like a frenzied tornado.

Not you, however. Calm like a bomb.

You know that feeling? busybusybusybusybusybusybusy but not you; it's like in those music videos where everyone else moves at normal speed but you're walkin ultra slow.

What does this have to do with anything?

we don't know

That's too bad, then.

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I'm flattered, really, but anything past thirty is just downright creepy.