The closest thing to being dead in a coffin is lying in an mri tube.
You're just there, with your thoughts, unmoving, snug.
Everything is white.
Wind constantly blowing over you.
So it feels like you're flying/levitating.
And there's these really scary noises.
As if you're trapped in a game of Zaxxon.
And the spaceship is going down.
I SPEND MY SATURDAYS AT THE POOL CATALOGING NIPPLE FORMATIONS
One response to I SPEND MY SATURDAYS AT THE POOL CATALOGING NIPPLE FORMATIONS
first read 'mri tube' as 'mini tube' and nodded in agreement, then re-read it and nodded in agreement in a way that i felt more confident about
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