Hit a pot hole on the way to work and it popped my tire. Usually at the very start of the day some shit like that happening mid week. Man my day would be shot, I’d be irritable all day, thinking negative, I couldn’t just let shit like that go. Cause it was more than just the tire, it was the tire just as I was trying to be positive. Having to ask someone to bring me my jack I left in their car, having to ask for help to begin wit, it would just be one thing that roll into everything that’s wrong with life and the world in general. I would go in until I was miserable. But today, I wouldnt let myself go there, even though I had a wall of passion that wanted to. I just told myself that doing that just doesn’t benefit me or the situation. I focused all my attention to remain positive. Man shit happens…
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