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If everyday he woke to find that things had stayed the same, Everest would think to himself, ‘how boring’.

If everyday the people who surrounded him played out their life with pattern, Everest would murmur, “how cliche”.

If one day he stood from bed and realized that he himself was the cliche, Everest would most likely note, ‘how ironic’, then he’d slide into his skinny jeans and lace up his Keds after draping himself in his slightly oversized v-neck shirt, adjust the faux black frame specs, and slink out the door to the coffee shop.