I don’t know why I am, but I am.
I have yet to find a good reason why,
but sometimes you can’t help the way you feel and today I am frustrated.
Maybe it’s because today isn’t going the way I thought it would or should.
Maybe it’s because my first step of the day was backwards and not forwards.
Maybe it’s because I spilled my coffee instead of sipping it.
I don’t know why I am, but I am.
I’m still learning what to do with the frustration I feel.
For now, I’ll leave it here.

ajdkajd gjcad merhp aesadhf jadn avadvjanb aafjhasdfn a jsdas rhntr nviu23iwn sjdf

There.

That’s better.

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