Dr. Repair
As soon as her foot hit the chair and the iPod went flying I knew it would be bad. Cracked screen, only at the bottom, could have been worse.
The first one went in the washer after three months. The second one had a cracked screen after five. So yeah, it could be worse, but it still makes me mad. It’s like dang, can I catch a break please?
So I’m mad and prone to impulse decisions and I feel like deciding I want to spend the night at my mom’s house is one of the safer impulse decisions I can make. It’s better than like, punching a wall or kicking the door. Course now dad’s flipping shit about it.
I’m just mad and in a bad mood. So I feel like a change of scenery for the night would help me calm down. But now last minute decisions are a sign of me losing my values or something equally stupid.
It’s like chill, there are so many worse decisions I could be making than deciding to spend the night at my mom’s house last minute.
"The two most important days in your life are the day you are born, and the day you find out why."
- Mark Twain
