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You know, sometimes I really think it's the little things in life that count.
Like today, I was putting clothes away, and I grabbed exactly the number of hangers I needed, and exactly the type of hangers I needed (yes, I have different types for different clothes, call me anal). And, you know, that the randomness of grabbing hangers can work out so perfectly, makes me think that everything else will work out, too. Of course, I'm way overanalyzing something as simple as putting away laundry, but it made me happy when I thought about it.
Yeah, maybe the coffee and abstract algebra are getting to me...
Like today, I was putting clothes away, and I grabbed exactly the number of hangers I needed, and exactly the type of hangers I needed (yes, I have different types for different clothes, call me anal). And, you know, that the randomness of grabbing hangers can work out so perfectly, makes me think that everything else will work out, too. Of course, I'm way overanalyzing something as simple as putting away laundry, but it made me happy when I thought about it.
Yeah, maybe the coffee and abstract algebra are getting to me...