Calm a trash bag swirling ripped down leave aside settled slime of existential afternoon drawl
Make it better again
Meticulously coloured-in Excel spreadsheet day savers do something
Hour planned for self-reflection
Stop hitting that plastic mouse on the degenerating operating system
Catch a break
Too much gluten clogging duodenum shove that endoscope tight against inflamed walls
Put a cut hole in it
Stay in second gear for the love of gentle white-grey feather
Lying on scratched plastic faux-hardwood floor face down
Quadruple check that washing machine hose calloused fingertips along stone-grey ridges
But the handbrake
NBN technician multiple callout fee
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