(align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[You awaken this dreary morning like you always do; several hours after you went to bed, not quite sure of how you got there, but somewhow not rested at all and now with a sore back. While the joys of existence managing to stay slightly out of reach, you are faced with a paralyzing choice: you can either [[get up]] or you can [[stay here a while]].](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Huzzah! You have, with considerable effort, managed to haul yourself out of bed! Now for the herculean task of getting your shit together enough to pretend like you are a functioning human being, and not a flesh-coloured sack of animated exhaustion that is for some reason sprinkled with crippling anxiety. First thing first; do you [[brew coffee]] or are you sad inside and [[make a cup of tea]]? (we're going to pretend that regardless of your choice, you bathe yourself, and are probably wearing some amount of clothes so as to not cause comment if anyone were to see you. Maybe you put together a striking buisiness casual outfit. Or maybe you just have a single strategically-placed sock... who knows, its you're life we're living here)](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Congratulations! You have made the thoughest choice of them all, and you chose to do nothing. Honestly, it's kind of liberating to just lie here and let thje world move on witholut you, isn't it? That being said, you are stuck here until you get up, so once again yopu are faced with one of life's greatest quandaries: do you [[get up]] or do you continue to [[stay here even longer]]?](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Well well well, aren't we productive today? Maybe it's your day off, or maybe you just can't be bothered to give enough of a fuck today, but here you are... again? Still? Who knows at this point. You are faced once more with the toughest choice of them all: do you finally [[get up]], or do just call it a day and stay here? I mean, it's getting pretty close to bed time anyway, so there really isn't much of a point in getting up just to come back here in a short few hourse... you could always just call it a night now and [[get some sleep]] some sleep]], and maybe if you get to bed early this time you will have more nergy tomorrow.](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Ah, you're making the good descisions already eh? Well done. Now you have a warm drink that is almost as bitter as you are! Too bad you're so caffine-resistant from years of coffee abuse that drinking it is less about waking up and more about staving off reality for a few spare minutes while you wait for the dark liquid to drip-drip-drip into your mug like an oh-so depressingly mundane equivelent of the grains of sand of your existential hourglass flowing away into the vast void of nothingness that stretches out infront of you. Maybe a splash of milk to [[lighten things up]], hmm?](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Wow. The coward's choice.
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Well I guess we can't all make banger descisions every time, but lordy lucifer was this one of the worse choices. Oh well. Maybe you like hot, watered down leaf-juice. Or maybe your stomach can't handle the acidity of coffee. I'm sure there are a myriad of different reasons why you made this choice. I'm not mad, I'm just dissapointed.
Anyway, fuck that got a little dark at the end there. Maybe we should [[lighten things up]] a bit.](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Daily ablutions completed, and your drink of choice in hand, you are now ready to face the day with the same slack-jawed numbness as every other wage-slave in the world. Or maybe you are a fully-realized and self-fulfilled Übermensch who has conquered their dreams and is living their best life. If that's the case, what the fuck are you doing here? The rest of us can't relate to you! Fuck off and go skydiving with dolphins or whatever the hell it is you people do.
Good, they're gone. Can't have 'em in here, classing the place up with their internal sense of worth. Now that they've left, I guess we can get on with your day. Off to work with you, I guess. I'm just going to assume you're gainfully employed; either you are, and this is increadibly immersive, or you aren't, and this is some pretty good fiction and world-building for your little daydream here, isn't it? Let's [[move on]], shall we?](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Look at you go! You've made it in to work, and the sun is even still up! Or maybe it isn't. Tough to tell in here, isn't it? Really makes you wonder if we are meant to be here, inside, day after day, year after year. Did our ancestors ever dream that their descendants would lead such decadent lives that we never even have to see the sky if we don't want to or if we have to work a day job? Such wealth we have, they must think, what with us never needing to wonder if that rustling in the bushes will be the death of us, or if these berries we're about to munch on will kill us, or give us powerfully psychadelic dreams, or just taste kinda blue? Maybe thats why they called them that. And they'd be right, kind of. Sure our lives are much more secure and less "death by a thousand bees"-y, but they never had to deal with existential dread, or taxes, or fuckin' Jim's boring-ass stories about his weekend. We get it Jim, you do stuff.
Damn, the mundanity of it all just hit you too, eh? makes you kinda light headed... you could almost [[pass out]]... maybe you just need to go [[sit in the break room]] for a minute.][[urgh...]](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Hey, it's the break room! It has all your favorite stuff in here! Stuff like food! And Coffee (and I guess tea too but who likes that stuff?)! And no Jim! And even less work! If only we could stay here a little longer than we're supposed to... maybe [[pass out]] for a bit. Oh well, after you've grabbed what you came in here for (bad news; they're all out of fucks to give. I know, I'm as shocked as you are), I guess it's time to go back out there and actually [[get some work done]].](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Woah there buddy! You were out for a little while there! Sheesh, you don't look too good... Maybe you should take the rest of the day off... you know, go home and [[get some sleep]]...](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Now it's time for you to go and actually do some work. I don't mean this in a metaphorical sense; get up, away from your desk, and go to work. Leave this running though; it'll be so much more immersive once you come back from whatever the hell it is you do for money, and you can pick up right back here when you're back. I promise I won't go anywhere. Unless your computer shuts off. Or the city cuts the power. Or someone comes in and steals me. Boy, wouldn't that be funny? Like, someone steals your computer, and then they open it up and read about me thinking about them thinking about stealing me? Wouldn't that be meta as all hell.
Why are you still here? I said go to work!
If you don't, the city might do that thing I mentioned an cut your power since you won't have paid your utilities. just let me know when [[you're back]].](align:"=><=")+(box:"X=")[Well well well, look at what the you dragged in. You did it champ. You went out there and you fuckin' crushed it out there. And even if you didn't, you could always lie to me and yourself and tell me that you did. How the hell would I know? Anyway, its been a long day hasn't it buds? Maybe you ought to tuirn in a bit early and [[get some sleep]]...]