You decide that just sitting down is probably the easiest way of getting this journey over with.

In your head, you play a few rounds of "I Spy" with yourself, and get bored. Then you give the Glarxine meditation you've been meaning to get around to trying a go, but it's really difficult with less than 6 frontal cortexes, lucky Glarxines. Eventually, you just decide to plan your week, assuming you're not executed or jailed or fired before then.

It probably wouldn't be in that order, anyway.

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