I woke up from my nap in the middle of a dream, wherein my ex-boyfriend came and accused me of periodically restoring his life from backup all throughout high school. I politely refrained from mentioning that if I hadn’t kept backups of his life, he wouldn’t be alive at all. I woke up just as I was about to yell at him and remind him of this somewhat sensitive fact.

There’s lots of things I’d like to restore from backup, unfortunately.


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