This is a story of two strangers who lead completely separate, though similar, lives. Both of them grew weary of their repetitious daily tasks like throwing the screeching alarm clock in the morning, riding the same train with the smellies, and tripping on the same god damn sidewalk crack in front of the admissions building. Daytime was a bitch. It was time for a change, but how?
Little did they know, every midnight, a mysterious, brain-invading owl had been stopping by their tiny apartments, watching them sleep. He would chant and give them nightmares of waking up 20 minutes late to class, a boss screaming because of frequent tardiness, and coffee that tasted just a bit like ass; they were both morning miseries. It shook the two of them to their very core.
One faithful midnight, the owl finally spoke, "Wake up my children. Your time is now. Go forth and brain-fuck just like I have done with you. Take your tools, your instruments of pleasure and joy, and fly." Shortly after the speech, the owl was shot and killed by city officials after numerous complaints from the old people next door, but his message lived on.
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Keep the message alive: Fuck you, daytime.