Dying means not having to pick shoes in the morning
Agreed. On the occasions when I forget to lay out every last bit of my workaday uniform, right down to the socks & shoes, before i go to bed I seriously question whether it's worth getting up to go to work in the morning. Because then I know I'm going to be late to work and every freaking wardrobe decision is going to cost me seconds (because no matter what I sleep till the last POSSIBLE second) and hurt my head and i'll end up getting to the office late & headachy and still looking like a slob. For me, being dead -- or retired -- will mean putting on a pair of slippers or if i'm feeling real adventurous, hippie sandals.
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