Just watched an episode of The Bear.
Someone wrote on the whiteboard in the kitchen:
"Fuck my life to death"
That is a perfect expression of anger. I am going to adopt it.
And probably use it at work.
Brief aside: The episode I just watched had a great deal of sensitivity to it.
Whenever I come across that - in a book, a movie, or tv - I get pre-tear tears. You know, like I feel like I could cry but I don't. Because it is not allowed.
This comes from my HUNGER for sensitivity.
I only get that from my family. And I don't spend enough time with them.
Everyone else is just wasting my time.
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