Just had another mixed emotionally long day one would experience as a teen. Working for my mother has it’s ups and downs but at the end of the day I truly wish the best for her and want to help her with all I can. But anyways, after work I headed out with a spontaneous group that I had never hungout with together at a time. It ended well, like every other spontaneous thing I do with my life. A comforting end to a depressing and tiring day. I don’t really have the fuel to go out as much as I used to anymore, it’s a bit scary.
Our chef had a popped tire, had to pick him up before work.