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August 1st.
It's good to be back at this morning. After all, there's so much you can do! You hear the same birdsong that you're used to with the same intonation you absolutely adore. Maybe it's a chickadee? You forgot.
You throw on your clothes; the layers are somewhat impractical for summertime, but it's linen and cotton. You already know you won't sweat too much since you've been going out in this outfit on this exact date for... years? Centuries?
You never cared to keep track of how long you've been in this gift.
There's much to be done for both today and the next today and forevermore!
Maybe you could grab your chisel set and head to the woods, join random Discord's and see the problems, go and get a nice new haircut, garden with your neighbor, bother your friend, or... anything really! So many choices and infinite time!
Unfortunately though, you cannot just pick a new name for this day since you *are* known by some people who you might see. It's a shame.











