Well, I'm sure there's a variety of ways. But the one I chose was to come home and try to park my car in my tiny little spot OH SO CAREFULLY that I managed to scrape up the side that I just got fixed by insurance, oh, last month.
My life...
I just...I...I don't even.
If I'd been on the phone, that would be one thing. If I'd been going too fast, singing along with the radio, been distracted in some way. But I was being careful, too careful, I overcorrected and the fucking pole was there and WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
Excuse me while I cry some more.
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