Bored. Tired. Want to go home.
First thoughts to come to my doughy, squishy, grey brain...

Ready?

Set?

Go.


Blasting off at negative sixty-five miles an hour!

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Have you ever woken up from the deepest sleep imaginable and been surprised to find yourself in existence? Like your life had just started, like Lazarus risen from the dead. I hope you know what I mean. It seems like a miracle, really. Makes you think.

That’s what happened to me this morning. I opened my eyes and,


POW!



Welcome to life! You’re alive!


I stayed in bed for a while, just taking it in.
I wondered what Lazarus’ first day of resurrected life was like. I’ll bet he didn’t go into work and spend eight hours listening to rotten customers. :\