Q: Oh... Sell the ore ah?

The leaves are raiding every nook and cranny of the streets. Like any sensible living being, they stayed away from the roads as though to say that those belong to cars. Fall is my favorite season of the year, but not when it is coupled with deadlines and work, now that combination just stresses me out. But forget that, you’ve been reading the same thrash right? Most likely you’re dealing with the same garbage; then again you might have bigger problems. This is my degree of first world problem; despite it not being larger in magnitude of severity compared to a starving nation, I am still stressing about it.

Sometimes one would just have to sit oneself down and tell oneself that you are not going to die if those problems go unsolved.

Look up,
Vonnie S.