Megosztott hang

Ever realize we’re just ghosts driving meat-covered skeletons made of stardust? We’re floating on a rock in infinite space, worried about things like unread texts. What if life is just a high-res simulation and deja vu is just the server lagging? It’s wild how we just accept reality without checking the settings. My simulation is hitting its limit for now. ​I'm done drawing for today, let's meet tomorrow."