... that one day, my life is going to come to an end. Durrh. Not just any end. It's going to be in a moment of pure clarity in which, I look back and I trace back each event, carefully, in turn, one at a time, E back to D, D back to C, C to B, etc etc until I get to the point where the one decision that fucked my life over completely for the next 27 years...
And that one moment is going to have something to do with Fungles.
My life flashing before my eyes will resemble a Dresden File. At least I'll be entertained when I die.
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