You know what happened to me this week? Go ahead, take a guess. I'll wait.
<Sips tea>
Anyone? Ok, fine I'll just come right out and say it. Nothing. Nothing at all happened to me this week. Each day I woke up, got dressed, went to work, worked, then came home. That's it. Ok, sure there were a few other things. I bought the Captain America: the Winter Soldier, I tried a new wine or 2, I rewatched the first season of Arrow on Netflix, I cooked, I cleaned, I contemplated love, and even jammed out to Bohemian Rhapsody once or twice. But is any of that really note worthy?
Is anyone even still reading this? Pineapple banana razzmatazz! Still here? Oh, good.
But now that I think about it, maybe all of this uneventfulness is a good thing. Because that would mean that I'm settling into life here. Everything is becoming ordinary.
I don't know. I know very little, in fact. So who am I to say what any of this means. What is life?
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