I died and went to heaven. 

Nothing was different there. I had to get a job and an apartment. I had to cook my own food. I often didn’t get what I wanted. 

I ran into God and said that I was frustrated with my experience. 

God said, “How would you do it differently?” 

I said that I would live peacefully floating around all day on a cloud. 

God said, “Okay.” 

I was suddenly floating on a cloud. I was comfortable. Then it started to rain.

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