• Lumidaub@feddit.org
    5·
    5 hours ago

    And then I make a conscious decision to not worry this time and it all goes to shit because I didn’t think it through.

    • LifeInMultipleChoice@lemmy.world
      3·
      6 hours ago

      Chapter 1:

      Emory pranced into the room projecting every ounce of confidence he could manifest into his self attempted saunter. The tumble that threw his balance he turned into a strut, throwing his hips momentem left to right embracing the thought of empowerment while frieghtened by the thought of emasculation. His fears turned into confidence as he flaunted poise he never thought he could embody until he reached the center table. With his chin high and chest extended he turned to soak in the rooms observants. To which he found no one looking, nothing at all. As no one noticed nor would have cared. And once again Emory realized he was truly alone.

  • HubertManne@piefed.socialEnglish
    2·
    5 hours ago

    I mean personally I look at all the stuff we had to be ridiculously prepared for to survive and I don’t get to concerned about over worrying. I am an american though.