this past week has been kind of ridiculous. it had big ups and big downs.
on saturday morning with another big shit of bad news dumped on me i was kind of a mess.
while sitting at the forks and talking about some things and being upset, the conversation came to an end with a sigh and a promise that it will be ok.
at that exact moment, the busker on the floor below us, who was completely unaware of us, starts playing three little birds by bob marley. PERFECT timing.
Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing's gonna be all right.
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