I just got home from work and reached for my favorite mug, only to find it's still in the dishwasher from last week. Now I've had to use my second-favorite one, which is just an okay mug, not perfect for sipping evening tea. It's these tiny, daily annoyances that slowly start to stack up and before I know it, my whole outlook is tainted.
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