It’s the little things that matter

You know, I understand waking up fully clothed with the tv and lights on. I understand the pounding headache and odd smells. I even understand why my phone might not be in any of my pockets, even though it really upsets me.

What I don’t understand though, is how my copy of Shantaram got removed from my bookshelf and thrown on the floor. Did I actually expect to read last night when I got home?

Also, I really don’t like this new format wordpress is using. Is there any way I can change it back?

Ramen is delicious…

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