Life was down for you. You waddle around your dimly lit apartment, seeking a purpose to such a dull life of yours. You look out the window, and flashes of your life seem to go past you, questioning what you are doing and how to fix things. You bite your lip, your heart racing as you find a way out finally... until you head for the bathroom and see something that catches your eyes right away. Right there on the shelf lay a sight for your sore eyes... the bar of soap.

Your lips tighten, and your heart races once more when you see the soap sitting there. You can't help but smile as you go to hold the soap and see that... maybe there is some life worth living in this dull rock floating in the darkness of space that matched your soul.

You stand there in the bathroom holding the soap and look deep into it; you smile and slowly crease it in your hands.

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why? idk. bored? i did some wacky goofy shit at the first musicmania thing with a rock, so why not.