Just one of those days where all your dreams are dead and you are cutting vegetables in the kitchen for a stupid stir fry while kids scream at you and an evil piece of garlickly bell pepper lands in your 5pm survival coffee of the day, so now your coffee tastes like garlic, and you question God's existence again like a fallen sinner.
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