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Some days drift along peacefully, and others begin with your TV

Some days glide by smoothly, but today stumbled forward like a

It was a peaceful start—birds chirping outside, kettles boiling, the usual

Some days unfold with a gentle slowness that invites you to

Some days move at such a gentle pace that your mind

Some days seem to float rather than unfold, moving softly from

Some days seem to drift along without asking anything of you,

Every so often, a moment arrives that feels almost suspended—quiet, unhurried,

It began with an orange. Not the eating kind of beginning,

The trouble began when people started receiving mail from the future.