I try my best to not think back on the day I had as I get ready for bed and wait to fall asleep. I find that if I sit and reflect on the day, I have too much time to pick over everything that happened. I start to wonder if I annoyed the people I was with and if things men said to me meant more than what I originally thought. Both dangerous thoughts, because one leads to feeling insecure and the other leads to false hopes. I wish I had something else to think about at night. The rain sounds very nice though.


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