There wasn't any reason to get up quickly today, was there? If a
question is directed to no one in particular, it's hard to expect an
answer.
In his latest contortion, a new creature awakens within Aaron, like a
life form from a Jovian planet. It crawls along just a bit, and is
finally expelled with a sound like wind over dry leaves. Internal
pressure is re-normalized.
Another question appears in Aaron's mind, like the last one, just
nerves firing in a lonely part of the skull, nobody to hear them. An
old, unattributed quote: "If God is so smart, then why do we fart?"
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