Okay, my room is fucking haunted. While moving some things on my bed (I had been unpacking) just now, I found the missing arm piece of the sunglasses; the very piece which I lost on the bus the other day. Why this doesn’t make sense in terms of reality: When the sunglasses originally fell off, I grabbed them from behind the seat they fell, without looking at them, and got off the bus As soon as the exit door closed, I looked in my hand … Continue reading

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