I’m not sure where I stand right now, but all I know is that everything’s going to be okay.
It’s like a trophy to me, and it gives me a sense of accomplishment.
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as if as soon as one problem was solved a new one arose. Her mother took her to the kitchen.
The mother filled three pots with water.
In the first, she placed carrots.
In the second she placed eggs.
And the last she placed ground coffee beans.
She let them sit and boil without saying a word. About twenty minutes later, she turned off the burners.
She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.
Turning to her daughter, she said, “Tell me what you see.”
I’m up still. Tonight was apparently.. a rough night for everyone.
It seems like everyone’s sleeping with pains in their heart tonight.
We checked inside for any form of ID, but instead we found a condom. I was for sure it was a freshman’s bag. SMH.
Why’s my dad going to get mad at me that he’s getting charged $20 for the movie when he didn’t even ask for it in the first place?
What the hell? I’m done with this. I’m sorry.
Complete and utter waste of my time.
And I’m speaking in both the figurative and literal sense.