A bit of idle scribbling because my brain was too tired to work

He stretched.  His left eye burned but the right burned through the text before him. He shut the left eye and read on. He found he had to repeat sentences as they seemed to be in some other language on first glance. Only after the second or third time did the letters reshape themselves into words he could understand. He wondered for a moment if his brain instead could reshape itself so he could understand the strange, misshapen letters, saving him time.

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