You had a rough day, huh?
Yeah. I pushed myself too much at work. I didn’t sleep well either. Also, I made a few mistakes, and I blew up…
I know, I know. After all, I’m you, too.
I didn’t mean to get mad…
Yes, you rarely do that. But at least you were able to tell how you feel. You were incredibly loud, but you didn’t hurt people. And admit it. Letting it all out felt good.
Yeah, it did.
Catharsis, our best friend.
I feel heavy, unwell. I think I should sleep.
I’m supposed to agree with your plan, but you could wait 12am. In a few…
Oh, yeah. It’s December 5 in a few hours.
Indeed.
Tomorrow is December 5, my birthday.
My birthday.
Yes.
Yes.
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