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Some days I have not any spoons at all. Not one spoon. But then I see the Tremendous Pile of Shit I must do and i manipulate myself, I think so hard that spoons appear. Brittle and inconsistent but hey it's a spoon so I take advantage of that even though it's not a real spoon it's a figment-of-my-imagination spoon. Invented by my hyper weirdo brain. Some days it's easier to imagine my spoons. Or maybe I do have spoons and maybe I don't understand the analogy. Maybe I do have spoons and I can't see them. Or maybe I'm telling myself that to convince myself I have spoons.

I don't know, the spoon analogy got me thinking in depth like. Socrates shit