Dear Universe

Fuck Off. I have a flat tire, it’s raining more than the weather forecast said it would. My bowels are nicely toasted. I’m nauseated as hell and to paranoid to take my Gravol without talking to my doctor or a nurse about it first and that’s tomorrow so today I endure it.

I’m just waiting for your next move Universe. I dare ya. You can find me in the stairwell fixing my bike tire.

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