i wake up at 2:13 every morning cause my body forbids me to sleep and rest, it's just an uncommon thing for a human. why sleep when there's finally silence and no one to disturb your skipping stone acts? let's rise before the sun and break the fire station's glass! who's going to say no? who's going to stop us when everyone is sleep deprived and just wants to go home and rest? oh no. oh wait, here comes forth the poor policeman that pulled himself out of comfort, sleeping with his accomplice's wife, running towards us out of breath and looking useless and insufferable. he must be able to defy the laws of Newton if he feels almighty this night. but don't worry, we'll submit. we'll pick up the glass sir and by pick up i mean abandon it because that's a familiar topic amongst you and other humans, no? when have you ever felt secure and bound to someone? i highly doubt you and your mistress can recall a time, so just use this glass as a metaphor and we'll make our way back before the sun rises and you won't have to deal with i and thee anymore until the day resigns his position and dies.
oh wait, the day a he? the sun a she? how can an orb that produces energy possibly earn a check mark of gender on a useless piece of paper? it cannot. it will not. it'll burn the letters! how comical! that silly orb could burn us instead 'cause at 2:13 in the morning everyone has fallen asleep and no one will be able to notice they're de*d.