I was having dinner with a friend the other night.

Okay.

Has anyone ever in public just said the actual wrong thing to you that triggered the, like, deep well of sadness that everyone all carries around with them at all times?

Oh, yeah.

Sure, sure.

And, like, she didn't mean to.

Yeah.

She's like, ask me a question.

And I was like, oh, yeah.

And I just at the table could not stop crying.

Oh, no.

I was like, let's talk about something else.

Let's talk about.

So how's work?

How's work going?

But I could like, it was like, once it started, once the mechanism began. Yep. once the snowball gets pushed down the hill, it ain't stopping.

It ain't stopping.

And like, that's the problem with like pushing down all your emotions all the time is that when someone accidentally, she was skipping through the woods, she tripped and fell over the box that contained all my deepest feelings for like 30 minutes and the

wait staff kept coming to our table and they were so awkward and you knew they were all in the

back being like you do it no you do it they thought they thought they were in the midst of a lesbian

breakup that I told her that I was like they think this entire restaurant thinks you're breaking

up with me right now.

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