Oh days like these just make me have such little tolerance for Americans. I want to pack up and move to Honduras with my sister. Not that life is pure there, but it's much simpler. No one will say, "I have wasted an hour of my day talking to you and my time is very f***ing valuable, just so you know."
Luckily, God blessed me with a good sense of humor and parents that taught me to have some perspective adn compassion. This does not make me want to continue this particular existence, but it gets me thru in the meantime.
Thankfully, I was granted an hour to sit on a pier, look at Lady Liberty, and hit 'reset'.
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