I might feel slightly mad because of my unsuccessful attempt on fulfilling my what-ifs in any circumstances. Whether I would be over paying or even turn the other way around.
What if an accident suddenly occurs?
What if my bladder works too well?
What if the sky cries?
What if the driver drunk?
What if I sob over traffic jam?
What if the chair is not available?
What if the the pencil is lost?
What if another participant gets seizure?
What if my shoes wets?
What if I meet dinosaur?
What if what if what if what if?
Paying any debts, life it is. Why sometimes life costs just too much in any surprising way? And why would even it tend to trade my current situation on a gambling feast towards my future?
Just why?
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Me on being mad after paying a taxi higher than its fare just to make sure arriving in test venue on time. Which turned out: reached on 2 hours earlier.
Hhhhhhh
