Supposing, I wonder, whereby I found my self lost, that my internal dialogue was in fact a configuration 6 of Raid. I thusly found myself feeling ill, as I had lost parity of my own thoughts, and slowly began to rebuild my nervous system of coherent thought. For while my thoughts worked correctly, I feel fine. At the mere mention of an unstable coaxial connection, I immediately began to slow and consume more resources to rebuild myself. I couldn't keep up with both the sensory input and the internal rebuild. I began to backlog until I crashed. Upon waking, I found myself in a corrupted state, even more so than most politicians. Wearily I tell you, begin your life in the 1+0 of Raid, and happier shall you be.
