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I am constantly in search of happy brain serotonin and will find it wherever I can (in coffee, books, or elsewhere).
There is always a need for an adultier adult (and I will stand by this when I am even older and even more gray).
And I would be happiest with no “responserbileries” and not having to sit with anyone else.
Can I just be a happy little book hermit in the mountains already?

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