You wake up in a wooded area. You’re unsure of how you’ve gotten here, but you’re grateful for the peace and quiet. Finally. After months of city life, after months of being bombarded with the lives of other people — their hobbies, their causes, their private moments played out in public — you feel as though you can finally breathe, you can finally open your eyes fully. And then a guy rides by on a unicycle playing a song from Zelda on his fucking accordion, of course. (Via SayOMG.)