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I feel personally attacked by this comic. Am I the only one who hits a full existential crisis when bedtime rolls around, every single night? It's like my pillow whispers sweet nothings about productivity the second I lay down, causing my brain to spin out into a web of what-ifs and I totally forgot to-s. The cat's panic is a lot like my own, except with less fur and more awkward flailing under the covers. Honestly, it's unfair how quickly days just... happen. Like, I blink and suddenly it’s midnight, and my to-do list is as neglected as the veggies in my crisper drawer. Do I need an "Indoor Human" shirt now? Maybe I just need to embrace the chaos and let the night take me, phone in hand and all.
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