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Infectious Irony



take me far away,

You wake up completely groggy one morning with sleep in your eye and the sun burning your retinas' as you open your curtains, signifying the start of your day. You gracefully move about your habitat, sipping on warm coffee and placing on the garments that will define you for that day. Will today be the day? A question that can be asked a million times, over a million mornings, in a million different contexts. Will today be the day, indeed.

Hi, i'm Lee. Pleased to meet you :)