Is it the day I change it up? the day I go back to bed and skip? The day I feel confident about my new project? A day of reflection? I know for sure it is a day of unanswered questions. Let’s start with a translation.
Q mocnerk hatt isp k lottun ormormp jdc ho oh pit qrkkit jsppk bdou llidmp adksowm jggwlibx ndeiqallxo aleiwrhgn mcnqoerihg.
Translation in real time;
I awoke running late on this sunless morning but was undisturbed as I knew my eighteen legs could get me moving fast enough that my shell of hutobjjumy [leaf like substance] would resist the moisture of time rewind and leave me arriving in the vast seconds of confusion before the rains of Lidnophercey [tardiness] played havoc on my pay.
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