And I’m just sitting here thinking… do I poop at parties? When was the last time I pooped at a party? When was the last time I went to a parry? Did I poop? Did I have to leave to poop? Why am I thinking about pooping at parties? rereads post title oooooohhhhhhhhhh.
Yeah. Finishing things I love sucks. Since I’ll no longer get to actively do that thing, and now have to look for the next thing to be obsessed about.