There are a lot of things I don’t mention here. But mundanity captures the rutting and the cutting the nails and the trying not to nod off in Spanish class. It covers looking in the mirror and taking a leak and fumbling around the corners of tables and walking with a pep. Setting up a virtual monitor and connecting to it via remote desktop to do clandestine browsing and organizing only to figure out you could just dim the main monitor to off and remote desktop the main screen. Deleting extraneous info feels like forgetting, while withholding mundanity feels like editing, polishing of self-narrative, and therefore I don’t try to change it. Essence is essence up to the point of description.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391