I can do whatever I want here. Good luck.

Interesting sentences that go nowhere are funny, because you keep reading them in anticipation of some sort of avenue that may arise at some point during the unfolding, and you have to ask yourself during this witnessing, do I stop reading? Do I give up my sense of wonder? I really don’t have the solution. I’m just a narrator. Anyways, I saw this rabbit, it went in a hole and I figured if I followed it, I might reach some end. Obviously the rabbit was going somewhere, right? I mean, the damn thing dropped in the hole like a sheep falling off a cliff. So I went. I followed the rabbit into the hole, and down we went. Or so I thought. In a wild and unforeseen set of circumstances, the rabbit began to go in spirals and circles while underground, popping up and out of the earth and into space. I was thinking “this damn rabbit is crazy, I don’t understand why I’m chasing it, or where the hell it’s going, but I’m gonna have to catch it.” So anyways, this man with a big mustache came up and he was like “Dude, that rabbit is trying to fuck you, just let it run around in the grass and shit and go play games or get a stupid job".” And I was all like “Nah man I wanna’ see where that lil mf is going, like, what if he knows better more fun games to play or a way to work that creates meaning?” and the man was all like “Look dude, the ways its always been and the way it will always be is; when you see the rabbit, you ignore it; you just keep here above ground. That rabbit means hell for your soul. It wants you to think you’re going somewhere when you’re just wasting the life that you have chasing a rabbit into wonderland.” and I paused for some time and reflected on what the man had said and I asked him this “If you’re so sure its a waste of time to chase the rabbit then that means you must have gotten fucked by it.” He paused. I looked at him, weathered, frail, old. I asked him, “Do you have any regrets?” He let out a gasp and asked me to turn around. He looked awestruck, like he had seen a ghost, or something unknown. I slowly shifted my shoulders, twisting my body, and then my neck, and then my head, and then my eyes and I turned all the way around and…there it was. The rabbit was right behind me. I paused, and the rabbit slowly hopped towards me, right up next to me, and then right into the space between my legs.

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