Driving home from grocery shopping yesterday evening, I noticed my favorite parking lot has renumbered the spots and suddenly my designated spot, 217, is now 124. I know, it's a ridiculous thing to sweat over when there are more pressing issues. What bothers me is how the change affected my daily routine. It feels like this tiny rearrangement somehow disrupted the fabric of my evening now.

11h ago by anonymous | Report

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