Night # 71 & 72

Wrote something yesterday, but I didn't like it... so it was unpublished in the end. Am not going to rewrite Night # 71, so I will lump them both together.

Yesterday, I made a big boo boo in my laundry. I had a brand new top and I put it in the washing machine and subsequently the dryer. It shrunk and I can't wear it anymore. I was so mad with myself. I think it is definitely harder when you are mad with yourself... especially for me. I can't even blame anyone else for my stupidity. I don't know what I hate more... that I was stupid or that it is now a problem that I can't solve.

I figured it is my stupidity that I can't stand and I can't forgive. It is strange how one can be more forgiving to others than to self. Did I mention that my jeans shrunk together with my top too? Arggghhhhhhh...
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