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She rubbed her belly sideways with a cat-scratching post for the static adherence of button lint, and once the lints listened and stood on end, pointing out towards the television, that's when she felt the most alive.  It's the only time of day she smiled anymore.

You can't prove me wrong and I can't prove I'm right so we're stuck in the middle like we always have.

"Methinks that what they call my shadow here on earth is my true substance. Methinks that in looking at things spiritual, we are too much like oysters observing the sun through the water, and thinking that thick water the thinnest of air. Methinks my body is but the lees of my better being. In fact take my body who will, take it I say, it is not me." -Herman Melville