humdrum
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It's summer, it's time to sit around and reflect
I have nothing else to take up my time to protect
Myself from the time-wasting, hobby-making Internet
That's about as interesting as my summers get.
Impossibly obsessed with the humdrum of a fan. The rippingly waves that fill the arid silence of stale surroundings. A inarticulate liveliness created in all forms.
