But twice this week I have found myself mumbling, “goddammit!” under my breath when something went wrong. It felt so powerful to stop myself and say, “wait a minute… god bless this bike lock, which even though it just fell on my toe, keeps my bike from being stolen and really helps me out in a lot of ways…”
I'm not in the habit of cussing
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Sir Aaron is!
We All Need Some Grumpiness
I am definitely thinking that you are quite impeccable. From the hair down to the very spirit of many of your goals. And I am all for a positive outlook on life and towards people in general, but you gotta cuss out inanimate objects every once in awhile. Isn’t it the right of everyone to have a little bit of Eyore in them every once in awhile. Otherwise you might very well go mental on us and wouldn’t you rather take out your catharsis on your bike lock rather than some poor saintly nun who happens to be driving an Audi too slow.
