LIX.I Cubed Root
"Time~ Old dry winds go by~ Lone air comes quietly~"

The monotony of idleness was something that was rarely truly appreciated, in my opinion. Usually taken for granted or practically ignored in favor of work or other responsibilities, the act of doing absolutely nothing and simply basking in the quiet ambiance of your surroundings was kind of relaxing in terms of destressing. Granted, you'd have to be able to forget or ignore the pressing matters of whatever work you're currently putting off or the impending demise of your entire species, but otherwise, it was an entirely valid way to waste your life away without feeling like complete shit.

"Time~ Old dry winds go by~ Uncertain space~ you~ need~ to fill in~"

It was nostalgic, in a sense; just leaning on a wooden crate with my ass on the ground, sitting beside someone you really care about as you bo
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