Poke where it hurts ~

There is rain on the pavement... "Do you want to blog about it?"

So you wonder how stupid and illogical it is for two grown ups to have a massive argument over a game. To the point where they start pouring "MY CONTRIBUTION..." to this and that left and right. And you start comparing who made more effort, who used more money and blah blah blah. ...then it all ends in uncaring little comments like "Do what you like" and "whatever"

...and it's.

Simply a game.

And if a game can tear people apart like that, I'd hate to think what other problems in life can do. Will you end up counting the tiles on your roof and saying how many tiles you contributed and how I never finished painting the underside of the staircase when I said I would?

Or how many dishes you washed over your life and how I never put the cutlery away? Or how you must pay me back $2 for the plastic forks and knives I never bought. Should I go ahead and charge you interest on all that?

Clearly that is what I want. Yes. Really truly.

Sleep fixes everything doesn't it? Maybe fatigue and soreness. But not the hole you left in my head or the way it's still making me feel. Or why I still miserable when I think about it...

Well fuck... it's the 27th tomorrow.