my boots are full of foul smelling mud, my shirt is soaked through. there are mosquitoes on my face and leeches on my ass. i'm poking the alligators following me with a stick.
sometimes speedboats careen by, driven by perfect looking people with perfect smiles. they yell out "you just need to work harder! rise and grind! have you tried doing doordash? :D" the wake from their boat sloshes over my face, leaving duckweed in my hair. theres a leech on my forehead now.