Sometimes I think that I shouldn’t let tiny things bother me like they do. BUT, as my brilliant little sister says, it’s part of my life and I am allowed to worry as much as I want. Yeah, keep perspective, but also don’t make things smaller than they ought to be made.
     Good way to keep perspective? Write a story about it. Begin it something like this: “When I was twenty-one years old, my best friend blah blah blah.” It sure sounds stupid to ramble about your roommates who won’t do their dishes, or your best friend who you can’t forgive, or the boy you probably won’t even know in a year. It might even make a good story.
     I’m just talking to myself.


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