I think I might spend the day with a bottle of whiskey and box of macaroni and cheese.

How can you not also constantly think about things that weren't, aren't, and won't be?
About all the things that have not, cannot, and never can be?
And about the things you can't even think about, bcs your brainhole lacks enough brains for that?
Or about things that you just never could have or would have thought of?

Less than half sadly