i think i'd probably be running around trying to figure out why there is a cactus on a tropical island, why the sun never sets, why it never rains, and why there are no coconuts in the palm trees

then i would take a volleyball named wilson as a companion and live out the rest of my life in relative insanity
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Why is it that if someone tells you that there are 1 billion stars in the universe you will believe them,
but if they tell you a wall has wet paint you will have to touch it to be sure?