So.

Yeah.

Life.

Who decides that it should be so silly?

About an hour ago my life made sense. That's a lie, but that's just the kind of lie we tell ourselves. I was in a college program I didn't want to be in, but I wanted to eventually make money, so I picked the boring stuffy profession. My choice. I certainly wouldn't blame anyone when I was eventually rich (if I got rich that is). It was more certain than being a movie star. If I studied, I got good grades. If I got good grades, I got scholarships. If I got scholarships, then I didn't have to work a part-time job and got to study more.

It just also included a soul crushing cycle of study/class/test/study. And my natural introvert tendencies didn't help. Also, I hate Brenda, and she is friends with all my friends so I often opted to stay in the dorm if I knew she was going to be there. (Cow stole my gum in fifth grade. I will never forget, and never forgive!)

So when my roommate left to get pizza and heartburn with everyone else, I stayed back to study. Which included scrolling through youtube videos. Not the fun videos, but the ones watching other lectures about the upcoming test or solutions to homework. Dead Coil, my accountant brethren. Dead Coil. Debit = Expenses, Assets, Draw. Credit = Owner equity, Income, and...something. I need to look that up again.

While I felt my soul decide if it was dead coiling itself, then the world change. I was in my bathroom, brushing my teeth, I felt the world shift from under me.

I fell down to the ground. Expect I was not anywhere.

And that was disturbing.

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It was like being on the water. Floating down a stream. Ahead are branching paths, but you aren't on any of those. Not yet. That's what it was like. Honestly, I thought I had finally lost the will to study anymore and this was a mental break down.

I tried to swim back toward where I was before, afraid to drown in the liquid universe ocean I found myself in. The movement set me from coasting across all and careening toward specific places.

Easier on the mind than seeing all kinds of twisted places. But none appeared to be my dorm, so I kicked against the current trying to get back.

My efforts only worsened my situation, and I lost even more options. Now I was done to two, and I realized I was going somewhere whether I wanted to or not. I stilled my panicked movements, and tried to find the best place to...leave the river of the universe.

One looked like the inside of an office building, and I almost swam toward it because of familiarity. Then I saw long metal fingers like twisted antenna gripping the edge of the wall, and glowing eyes behind an office cubicle. And I saw the age of the carpet, the flickering, unending rows of florescent lights.

"Back rooms. Nope. Nope. Nope. Not gonna." I said, and I realized that I could talk even though I was swimming through whatever the universe stream was.

So I stretched out, and kicked toward the other way.

Importantly, my swimming worked.

And everything focused and like going on the fast part of the water slide, everything around me started to go fast.

I barely remembered to look ahead of the new location.

It was...cobble stone streets and old brick buildings. It looked out of a Dickens's novel, if the director was edgy and prone to throwing dials and cogs at random. I still knew it was better than that other place.

So then there was the feeling of being through a car wash in a convertible, and I found myself on the cobblestone street amidst a crowd of larpers dressed in...a mix of Victorian fashion and Japanese kimonos.

They all looked at me, shocked.

Please all speak English.

"I just remembered. L = liabilities. Dead Coil."

A gentleman pulled out a literal embroidered handkerchief, laid it over his gloved hand, and offered it to me, to aid me to get to my feet.

I took his hand, smiling.

"Debit expenses, assets, and drawing. Credit Owner equity, income, and liabilities. This indicates whether the account's normal balance is a debit or credit."