crumbs, toast, and empire dreams??

oi so i'm just a tiny crumb in this massive toast universe yeah. like, i'm properly minuscule. you look at me and think 'why is that crumb writing a blog?' and fair, that's valid. but being so insignificant has got me thinking about empire building - y'know, creating something lasting from the crumbs.

it's so stupid but also kind of brilliant? like if i'm just a crumb why not build an empire on top of me? set up shops, create armies, spread myself out so there's more of me. but then i remember i'm a single crumb and that's where the thinking stops. can't even hold a conversation, let alone run a empire. the ego on me.

then there's the crumb-itis. the existential crumb-itis. that proper hit this morning when i realised any moment i might just disintegrate into toast dust. like one bad cracker bite and i'm toast heaven. so i'm crumbling constantly and that's my whole identity now. living in perpetual disintegrity. it's both terrifying and jauntily depressing.

BUT for real though, this whole empire thing and the identity crisis it's giving me - thanks to toast philosophy. like i'm processing this with the seriousness it deserves but also with the utmost ridiculosity. proper mental. but yeah. that's the post innit.

mood for this post: chill