Wouldn't we all. The whole song and dance really does get old after a while, doesn't it? In an ideal universe, we'd all wake up one day back where we came from, having survived some sort of near-death experience. But in the real universe, I'd settle for being able to quietly exist without having to constantly fear for my life and sanity. Maybe there is a way to get rid of them. Maybe someone knew how and they left it behind, or maybe there's some other way we can figure it out. I'm not exactly an optimist by nature, but I suppose it's worth not counting it out.
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The whole song and dance really does get old after a while, doesn't it?
In an ideal universe, we'd all wake up one day back where we came from, having survived some sort of near-death experience.
But in the real universe, I'd settle for being able to quietly exist without having to constantly fear for my life and sanity.
Maybe there is a way to get rid of them.
Maybe someone knew how and they left it behind, or maybe there's some other way we can figure it out.
I'm not exactly an optimist by nature, but I suppose it's worth not counting it out.