That's how long it's been since I first saw it, since it began. At first I welcomed it, hell it even brought a smile to my face but soon enough it engulfed my persona, like a bad drug I was hooked and couldn't control it. It was fun at first, we laughed about it but then it became like a tick, an uncontrollable urge...no, reaction, to any situation that was too much, over bearing, anything intents.
The days have been counting, 2,876 now, at least 69,000 hours passed and nearly twice as many posts on DTK have been made since then. I wonder if I'll ever escape its existential existence, its power over me. Hell you can't even see it in its original form anymore it's been that long but it's there, etched into my mind, buried deep within.
As soon as any situation becomes just a slightly bit agitated, strenuous or consuming, only one thought pops into my mind "this is just like camping"..."what" they all say, it's only fair to not know what I mean by that, but there's no escaping it now, they are sucked down into the depths that I have dwelt upon for nearly a decade now before it hits like a mic drop, like the sound of a 1,000 souls screaming into the void..."it's in tents".
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I genuinely never knew where this started from but I can tell you it has not missed a single opportunity in my life since it started. Spending 5-10 minutes staring at toilet rolls and still can't decide "Oh this is just like camping", a crackhead walks upto you and asks for a ciggie and you tell him no because you don't smoke and so he just stands there staring at you and your friend for 30 seconds "just like camping", Just watched a famous international DJ slap someone because they couldn't find some coca cola "Geez this feels just like camping".
And I have one person to thank for this...
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Originally Posted by vartain 
