I’m feeling kinda depressed. I sprained my ankle this morning a block from my house on my way to work. I wanted to stay home but dun want my aunt to nag. So I rested for like 30 minutes and went to work, limping. I hate limping because I limped when I sprained my ankle in Macau 13 months ago and people were looking at me weird.

 

Anyways spraining the ankle makes me think why I have such bad luck, and brings back bad memories.

 

The reason why I sprained my ankle? I had on a large hood, I wasn’t looking where I was going, and my mind was filled with sad thoughts.