Sometimes karma comes in ways you don’t expect. For example after a rough day and you are acting like a jerk, stomping up stairs, throwing yourself around because brushing your teeth is the equivalent of losing a limb, and then storming into the bathroom because you aren’t going to get out of it, meanwhile you slip in the puddle of water that you never clean up after getting out of the shower (even though other innocent people have fell because of that water and Cassie and I have asked you multiple times to clean up your mess, but you still won’t) and then you hit your knee on the cabinet… all while your mother stands there and stares at you because if she laughs, she might be a jerk too. P.S. I laughed. Don’t judge me. It’s been a rough day.