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I was talking to a professor after class about the fact that my essay was not technically done due to the fact that my life is a GD mess, and she saw in my backpack that I had a spoon. I said embarrassed, yes, also, a lot of cigarette butts, but at least I wasn't littering, which is something.
Then she told me that in the book she is currently shopping around, which is about healing trauma through yoga, she observes that trauma survivors are great supporters of their local economy-- they buy cigarettes, they buy razor blades, they buy band-aids, they buy ice cream. They are keeping the US economy afloat.
We could not stop laughing.
Then she told me that in the book she is currently shopping around, which is about healing trauma through yoga, she observes that trauma survivors are great supporters of their local economy-- they buy cigarettes, they buy razor blades, they buy band-aids, they buy ice cream. They are keeping the US economy afloat.
We could not stop laughing.