Strange moment of terror. Sat down hard in old red naugohyde barcolounger. The sound of the springs makes me think of that old fear, the one popping through. Punctured colon. Dead in a few minutes. Lousy way to die.

Sometimes it pays to care how close we are to a meaningless death. It helps us stay awake.

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