If you came across me you wouldn't know either. That's the way of the world.
If we all get what we deserve, then why aren't you dead ?
...
But pretty obviously we don't all get what we deserve, I've got peppercorn trees, and cranes, and a carpark and a little bit of paper that will help me write an essay, and you've got ...
well you've got, let me be frank, a teeming pit of hate writhing in your guts.

That's not fair.

Well fair or not, it's the way of the future. So back to our story line. I'm on the way to the library and I've been waylaid in a timewarp for several days, a couple of weeks in actual fact. It was really weird in there. Lots of stuff going on, little bits of electricity passing over me constantly, on and off, on and off, and off and on. Very strange. Don't quite feel the same anymore.
However.
I'm at the library now. And it's pretty quiet, nobody about much, too early. I think I'll go upstairs and read the correspondence of the Prince Regent.

Sorry.
I don't know quite what came across me.
...
If you came across me you wouldn't know either. That's the way of the world.
If we all get what we deserve, then why aren't you dead ?

(this was posted by Lee on cutwrapcrush, and I'm presuming it's part of the ongoing saga)