Getting weirder

If there’s one thing I’ve learned from previous stints avoiding human contact it’s that it makes you weirder than you already are. Now I am already fucking weird as shit, so I can ill afford that, really, but there’s naught to be done about it.

Thing is, we’re not going to know how weird we’ve all become until it’s time to re-enter society. But if we’ve all collectively become weirdos, the society we enter will likely be weirder too. So maybe we won’t notice and the world will have irrevocably changed and we’ll have forgotten our frame of reference.

Still though, I think I’ll descend faster than most. I have always been teetering on the brink.

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