Sometimes people wake up
In the middle of the night
Sometimes people find themselves
Fearing the future
Sometimes people come to me
Because they've woken up
These people don't often face
The questions that show up at 3AM
They don't know how to handle the questions
That normally pass while they sleep
They ask me,
"What the hell am I going to do?"
And I look these people
And I smile
And I tell them the answer
"It doesn't matter."
I tell them
“None of it really matters.
Because when they take over
You're probably going to be eaten
By mutant squirrels."
Because frankly
People who come to me
At 3 in the morning
Looking for advice
Deserve what they get.
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