Imagine a rubix cube whose faces are aligned: the puzzle solved. This is the world of the familiar. A few short twists and turns and those same ordered faces become jumbled and chaotic, impenetrable to all but the most cunning.
Granted. You now have nightmares about subtly off-kilter bone and muscle alignments, and you can't look at a car without knowing just how microscopically out of alignment it is.
Imagine a rubix cube whose faces are aligned: the puzzle solved. This is the world of the familiar. A few short twists and turns and those same ordered faces become jumbled and chaotic, impenetrable to all but the most cunning.
Imagine a rubix cube whose faces are aligned: the puzzle solved. This is the world of the familiar. A few short twists and turns and those same ordered faces become jumbled and chaotic, impenetrable to all but the most cunning.
Imagine a rubix cube whose faces are aligned: the puzzle solved. This is the world of the familiar. A few short twists and turns and those same ordered faces become jumbled and chaotic, impenetrable to all but the most cunning.
Granted. However, you never get access to another eyelash again, and your worst enemies get such wishes at least once a day for the rest of their lives.
I wish I didn't need to sleep, eat, or drink, without developing additional biological needs.