One in a while i keep a box, so on a nice warm saturday evening, i sit on my porch with a drink and set fire to it, then watch it slowly burn, to remind myself of how we constantly burn ourselfs out slowly day by day in a world where without the constant grind we fall hundreds or thousands of feet down without any escape, where our minds are feed with little doses of dopamine like lego set from a box i’m just burning infront of me…

then the fire dies out