“The silver lining? Oh, the silver lining is magnificent. I now own 100% of my closet, 100% of the Wi-Fi bandwidth, and most importantly the last slice of pizza will never be negotiated again. The pizza is mine. All mine. And it tastes like freedom, slightly burnt toast, and an existential crisis seasoned with joy.”

(I restack this way now b/c suddenly Substack is not letting me just restack like usual. This app is a pain in the neck.)