Day 20, and I'm pretty sure this homework is going to kill me

My brain feels completely dead. I stare at a screen with words, and can make no comprehension of it. I am pretty sure I am hallucinating right now, and you are currently reading gibberish that comes from fingers tired of typing, where I see words that mean nothing.

I have read essays, and felt the depression of the world upon my shoulders, and I have written about how the world was doomed. I have written about how humans will figure out how to save the world, only seconds to late.

I have written about lonely walks through the woods, picking up what selfish people leave behind. I have written about a war against humanity with no visible end.

I have read about a reason to look at the world with hope in our eyes. I have written how it is all in vain.

Of course, I have written about hope. I have written about cures and wisdom to the world. I have written about the idyllic world, and how boring it would be to live in. I have written about the need for conflict, even if seen as detrimental to the whole.

I have read about a chimpanzee who can speak to people, and show the world her wisdom. I have written about cruelty, and how sick of it I am.

The only thing I haven't written, is what is in the kitchen sink.

Days until Norton Expires: 712

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