The trivial things that dishearten my soul
It is the moments when you molest the roll of toilet paper in order to find the seam. It is the moments you are in your car attempting to fasten your seatbelt but it does not pull all the way out. You are viciously tugging at your seat belt just for some fucking safety. It is that moment the graphite in your mechanical pencil continuously breaks every time it makes contact with the paper. It’s a compulsive loop of insanity. The silverware that falls off your plate and on to the crusty kitchen floor creates a subtle sense of rage. It is that vision of unsanitary morsels clinging to your fork with particles of food that drives you crazy. All of these trivial incidents brings tears to my soul, but shit could always be worse.