There are some mornings when you wake up and you somehow just know it...
That today is going to be a bad day.
Still, you have no choice but to leave the house and go on your way, a walking target for every misfortune and every piece of proverbial shite that comes flying your way.
Grr...
I need to go home and sleep.
That today is going to be a bad day.
Still, you have no choice but to leave the house and go on your way, a walking target for every misfortune and every piece of proverbial shite that comes flying your way.
Grr...
I need to go home and sleep.
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