Sometimes I get home looking like Jesse in Toy Story 3 after the daycare kids get her, but it's okay because I finally get to do something that I like. I like practicing the mandolin.
BUT THEN
...The madness sets in.
And because I bottle up all of my freaking out until I unleash a maelstrom on something stupid, fixing the problem doesn't really 'fix the problem.'
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