He’s been missing for two weeks, and I can probably guess at your thoughts: “if the police can’t find him, what makes you think we can?” Well, here’s my predicament: the police, family, and his peers won’t look for him; they all tell me “oh, I know you still miss him.
I know the answer should be just to say hello and ask what their major is, etc., but I always find an excuse, whether I think they look busy, or I convince myself it’s not a priority. Don't want to sound self-pitying but I've always felt like an outsider, too.
II really need to remember this feeling. have my pomodoro timer going and am on a 5 minute break which is why I'm on here writing this. I also just thought "Wow 25 minutes goes by fast" because I was so focused on my work.
ID've walked into the kitchen holding a second jar of peanut butter more than once now, fully aware there might already be one in the cupboard. I never check before I leave, I just decide it's worth the risk.o I always end up with a doubled item?