I Thought It Was Me
It’s been going on for a while. I didn’t notice right away, but a few days into it, something wasn’t right.
Maybe it’s me.
Maybe it’s how I’m doing this.
Maybe it’s just how I am.
With each passing day, my doubt grew. Something has to be wrong. It can’t just be me. I mean. Look at this. It’s not right.
I had to find out. I couldn’t live like this anymore. As I got started, I wondered, “What happens if I’m wrong?”
I wasn’t wrong.
My shoelaces are two different lengths. CUE THE PANIC. WHAT DO I DO NOW?
It wasn’t just me.
(I checked two other pair, but they’re safe. It’s just the yellow ones. Help.)