for basically as long as I can remember, my favorite way to occupy myself in the shower has been to have long winded conversations with myself (this is normal right???), but... ever since I've gain the amazing capability of Impressively Mediocre to Bad Japanese Proficiency, it's been to have the jankiest and least comprehensible conversations ever with myself in the aforementioned foreign language instead
it enriches (petrifies and traumatizes) my soul and offers splendid fields of educational opportunities... maybe... or it's feeding in to an echo loop, but there's only one way to find out

















