Just like every other week of my life, it was mostly good and I had a lot of fun, but just one bad thing happened and that’s all I clearly remember now.
This week I played games with my wife, we both made new friends, which we’ve been hoping for for a long time, went to an in game event and laughed our asses off about how crazy that got. It was really fun.
But then I got sick, severely injured my pinky toe and can’t walk, and had a minor argument with my wife because I woke her up to ask what to do about it, even though I knew what to do already and my anxiety just made me not trust myself.
I really hope the good parts are the parts that stick in my head, but that’s not usually how it goes with me.