Entry Ninety-Five:
People are like fans. You know, the kind on the ceiling. They spin and run from place to place and never really settle until the light turns off and the world goes dark.
I'm using my recent depressedness (Is that even a word?) to make metaphors and compare potato chips to life and people to fans.
Way to live life on the edge, Styles.
-Harry
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