If you find yourself getting offended a lot, that’s bad.
Today I drove by this guy with a hose. He accidentally I think sprayed thru my window and hit me Ikn the face. I stopped in shock. He was so apologetic. I shrugged it off … “randomness of the universe” I replied to the hosing. He was so happy I wasn’t all bent out of shape.
You know, very little is actually worth getting worked up about.
It’s just a letter. Some water. A nasty comment. A snub. A weird remark. A brief assault.
