My Dirty Boxers

  Yesterday was a really bad day and none of the reasons was my fault, but I live with it regardless knowing tomorrow will speak better things. (Photo credit: Google) Yesterday didn’t go according to plan for many reasons; trust me, none of them was down to me, but I can’t even explain in detail. There will always be moments like that, not exactly pleasant, but again… It is what it is. I woke up with lots of optimism despite fears hovering around; I knew what was coming on one front but knew nothing about the multiplier effect, to stop speaking in parables; I was expecting a scan result from the physio and also approval for a request from an uncle and an aunt. Let me be quick to explain that the uncle and aunt are a couple, or are they? Well, to me, they are, and I honestly don’t care about what the court thinks. Picture this; the uncle thinks I’m the mole that furnishes the aunt with information, while the aunt thinks I’m the tool the uncle is using to gather information, omo!...