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The Symbiosis of String Cheese and Existential Dread

A delving diasporic day where your emotional equilibrium scatters into convenient little multi-colored boxes that are arranged by spectral hues on dusty dark wooden shelves in your unconscious mind.

It's that kind of day.

A string cheese kind of day that peels away at your awareness, one existential dread at a time–leaving you with easy thoughts and temporary serenity.