I found the people my age on the internet.
you’re a hip young dude as well?
Brain says yes, back says I’m an idiot.
Better get a tie breaker from the knees
Knees are refusing to negotiate without ibuprofen.
At first I thought Data was running a DND campaign
“You are currently situated amongst the thick foliage of an M-class planet. Presently, it is the nocturnal phase of that region. Therefore, your visibility is severely limited.”
Allowing the rotational periods of the planet to continue and liquid dihydrogen monooxide to immobilize me. Allowing the rotational periods of the planet to continue and liquid dihydrogen monoxide traversing subterranean layers. Into the azure colored atmosphere once more, when the currency has been expended. A single moment in the years that consist of a lifespan and liquid dihydrogen monooxide traversing subterranean layers.
And you may tell yourself, “This is not my aesthetically pleasing residence!”
And you may tell yourself, “This is not my aesthetically pleasing Bynar spouse!”
“I observe as the Earth rotates!”
“I allow dihydrogen monoxide to suppress my being”
Letting the stardates roll by, empty space flowing under-hull
Identical in nature throughout existence
As the days go by
Data*
Once in a lifetime…which, due to the positronic composition of my neural net, equates to roughly once every ten thousand Earth years.
As the stardates pass behind us
Dihydrogen monoxide flowing beneath
