On that fateful day I began my day by waking up falling back to sleep and waking up again in the middle of the day, things were obviously going great.
Then I went straight to the fridge still only wearing underwear with short, messy, blonde hair, and short stuble.
I decided to just get some bacon and eggs making a scrambled eggs with maple bacon, to be fair it was pretty tasty. Anyway I went to the TV after that and began watching bs like the fate series, and just random comedic shows.
Then late in the evening I realised how long I was focused for and it was late enough for me not to cook, so I walked off to the Simmons near my flat.
Then a small bolt of lightning struck me causing my thoughts to go into hyperspeed and a piece of metalwiring flew towards my neck, with me not even realising I was in the eye of a storm.
And sssssshick I was just a falling head. And poof here we are, me thinking the last thoughts of my life, no Reincarnation, that shit ain't real. No nothing. I'm just dea-
[(Morgan Freeman voice) with that he died, alone, with nothing, the sad sad truth for everyone. No matter what we want]