Late

I hate being late to important things. Especially if it isn’t my fault to begin with.

The feeling of helplessness and frustration kills me. Yet, here I am, unable to do a damn thing about it.

Seems to be a rather regular occurrence nowadays. Unfortunately.

Oh Murphy’s Law, why do you have to be such a bitch?

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