>Bitching, me

>I love waking up in North Carolina in the summer. The humidity and bedroom fan blowing on me make me feel like I’m in the rain forest, which would mean I’m doing some good in the world because the only reason I’d be there is to volunteer for some pygmie restoration project. This entire notion humors me because not only am I not in South America or anywhere near the jungle, but the only good that surrounds me in North Carolina is that which people do for themselves. Therefore, when I wake up and think of the opposite of this selfish reality and realize I might have been dreaming about it, I am happy for I know their materialistic, superficial lifestyle polluted by marijuana and snooty BMWs and Land Rovers has not rubbed off onto me. I still know where I came from.

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