Whine. in The Napkin.

  • Sept. 3, 2022, 2:53 p.m.
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Sometimes when I’m sad, it’s like my brain finds the dumbest things to feel sad about. Always yearning for some small part of the past.

Today: root beer mugs. I bought the perfect four-set. (When Candi and I moved in together circa 2013.) Think I may have downsized, because I can only find two of them. Ditto the other, cool but not as awesome, set of root beer mugs.

At least ruminating on what a horrible person I am and why my relationships ended almost sorta kinda gets me somewhere.

Fixating on a root beer mugs?

Gosh, I should take that as how easy to please I am.

Siiiiiiigh.


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