No one really has a bad life. Not even a bad day. Just bad moments.
Regina Brett
Just waiting patiently for the meteor to fall on my head.
Everything I did, everything I touched went wrong this morning. At least ten things, a seal failed on a gas can, gas all over the generator, ass ripped out of my favourite jeans and then the muscle shirt ripped. Spilled gas on my new sandals, gathering water from the pond my bucket split.
There is more I am just not bothering to remember. Each time, I just shook my head and kept going.
This is my Sunday so far. I am going up to play a video game and wait for the meteor.
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