Things with the teenager make me not even want to go home, I don't want to bring this boiling mass of nerves and anger into my house, around people I still like.
Upon leaving the teenager I got pulled over by a cop that picked the wrong day. It didn't end with me in handcuffs, luckily. I think saying he was shocked by my responses would be putting it mildly. He stuck me with the only thing he could stick me with: a seat belt ticket.
I have a ringing headache, I'm angry and I'm trying to focus on the fun ahead and all the good things today. It aint easy.
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