...because you have to be asleep to believe it.
It's not supposed to be The American Dream to head out on the morning of your 50th birthday realizing you'll be working the same crappy little job at the same crappy little wage for the rest of your crappy little life, while the drive time DJ tries to happy-talk you out of the feeling that you and everybody in your family would be better off if you had a fatal accident on the way to the office today.
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