I have been watching Lord of the Rings since 6:30am. I don’t know what year it is. I have forgotten the taste of bread, the sound of trees, the softness of the wind. I’ve even forgotten my own name
it’s the year 2081. facebook is now on a chip you implant into your hand that allows you to type your status in midair. twitter can be controlled with thoughts. tumblr still has the same damn video player.
and the BBC finally announced that Sherlock series 4 will premiere January 1st 2082Madagascar 273 is out. They still haven’t found New York.
its a metaphor
"why didn’t you do your homework over the holidays?"