The day started out fine, really. Until you had to unleash the gnoll in you. Seriously, what’s the hurry? Or what really is the matter at hand that you have to frown and yell and get the whole world in a dreary mood. For years it’s been like that, can’t you learn? I believe you sense it too, and I choose to believe that you do feel bad about it.
I also know it’s impossible to adjust the winds, and in this case, I can choose to adjust my sail. So yea, it’s no one else’s fault but mine. I can only blame myself.
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