I know I have a cat that can walk whenever/wherever he wants, but every night I wish I had clap-on lights to make sure his soft footsteps are not, in fact, those of a murderer.
I wish I had a therapist that I could talk to only when I’ve taken my max dose of lunesta and it hasn’t put me to sleep cause I get all sorts of introspective thoughts about my problematic behavior as a teen
*pulls the 2019 instruction manual out of the box*
Well, we won’t be needing this.
*throws away* *multiple warnings about reading the instructions first fall out*