If my brain and eyeballs weren't constantly being crushed by the pressure of my brain fluid I could get so much done.
Like taking a nap and not waking up in immense nauseating pain at the base of my skull.
Or drink a soda that doesn't taste like battery acid.
Or spend more than ten seconds outside without dying from the heat cause I've lost my ability to tolerate it at all.
And I'd have the energy to make Qifrey and Olly kiss. Alas.
















