Thoughts.

[Sith-Lord]

So here I am, standing at the workbench, sorting money by hand while time passes me by. Marked notes to the left, clean notes to the right.

The marked bills have different patterns: a large cross, a small, thick cross, an eye, and a strange symbol in a square. So, all to the left.

And when the stack is sorted, I take the clean money from the right compartment and bring this money to the large stacks in the front room.

I sort the marked money according to the different patterns ...

And then I ask myself: What the hell am I actually doing????

My lifespan is also limited. So now I'm going out to a bar and talking with friends ...