I think there is a wiring in my brain somewhere that changes things every now and then or maybe I have an un-diagnosed case of depression or anxiety because I lack the capacity to stay calm.
I am living a pretentious life.
So, what would I want to do now? I want to get out and eat some McDonald’s fries or late night pizza or just breathe some dusty-carbon monoxide filled city air. I don’t know. I want to get out of here and my husband refuses because some big SUV is blocking the car (because the garage is way too small for all 3 vehicles and yet they need to fit, somehow). I would prefer sardines in a can scenario, at least sardines makes me happy. Who likes sardines?
Can’t we walk? Do we really need the car? (reasons)
It’s easier said than done.
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