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Speaking of brain fog strangeness...
When I'm in a flare, I like to flop down on the grass in my backyard. I stretch out on my back, hands behind my head, and let the coolness of the earth drain my aches and pains away. Ahhh.....
I like to imagine that an invisible, infinite line begins at my belly button and heads up into the sky. I wonder what else that line would intersect as it headed out into the galaxy and beyond.
You already knew I was weird, didn't you?
No?
Well, now you do.
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