and, then, when you're done your lunch break, you can go back to your pointless bullshit life.

that is why this is garbage. not because it doesn't have some poetic value, if you drop the mesolithic basis of it; it does. no. it's because it's a coping mechanism, designed to clear you out and send you back into the fire.

if you actually live your life by these kinds of principles, you don't need to spend twenty minutes a day dreaming that you do.