I’m sure I’m not the only one who
feels, sometimes, as though they just can’t do one particular thing anymore
without losing control.
I was washing the dishes I found
accumulated in Brendan’s room, and as I was scrubbing, I just couldn’t do it
anymore. I was so sure that if I scrubbed one more dish, I would break it over
the counter.
I hate the idea of becoming one
of those people who spends all of their time staring at a screen, but it’s
actually more therapeutic than I expected.
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