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Sometimes I wonder how I ever even manage to continue my everyday life without snapping.

I woke up and headed to work in the cheerfulest of moods. My friend Chris gave me a free ride to work and I even managed to work some overtime to pad the next paycheque. I don't know why I stopped being happy today. Maybe my condescending supervisor, maybe the firings happening literally around me while I worked. Maybe my friends being weird and stupid towards me. Maybe it was just because it was a nice day and I spent it inside.

I feel like my skin is on too tight and I'm just going to explode one day soon. Hopefully when I pop, I'll have butterfly wings. Bizarre and slightly comforting thought of the day, right there.