We have no nutella in the house. This is atrocious. Who let this happen?

Anyways, it doesn't matter. I haven't had breakfast in months. I haven't slept before 3am in months as well.

Tis the way things are. You either accept your flaws or you end up forever hating or guilting yourself over these things that don't really matter.

I finally had an altercation with a friend whom I've known for more than a decade. It was our first. And not for lack of trying, but I've come to realize that they don't happen because we both aim to keep things on such amicable terms that we are afraid of confrontation. It's almost uncomfortable.

I used to go out of my way to confront an issue with people. Now I just sort of say my peace once and leave it be. That's the thing about getting older. You only speak when you mean it, and you don't waste your time on petty shit. And you don't waste time trying to fix things/people that don't want to be fixed.

Sure, I want things a certain way, but it's probably not fair to impose my standards on others and force them to live up to it, and vice versa.

So that's my rant for today. Cheers to realizing that life is getting shorter, and just letting shit go.