Healing Wounds

Who knows how many weeks ago, on Tuesday, I had a terrible day.

Just downright terrible.

I lost two lunchboxes along with watercups, and damaged my cello, and lost control of my anger.

Not good.



But today, I'm healing wounds. At Christmas I'm getting my cello fixed, I went to the doctor to get my asthma checked out after my attack on Friday, and on my way to the attendance office, I found my old lunchbox, after finding the old new lunchbox beforehand.

Healing wounds.

Woot.



-Max