“I’m not the one who threw out everything that didn’t spark joy, Robert. Enjoy spending the next few months rolling and unrolling your seven T-shirts.”
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Something about the crisis has made me reconsider the value of my cultural output.
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Make a giant bowl of chili, replacing table salt with your anxiety tears, and more.
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