Beyond flat.

3 Mar

This is how my morning started:

That’s not “I’m a little low, let’s drive to the nearest gas station to fill up” flat.

That’s “melted to the ground, you’re never driving on me again” flat.

Nothing like getting dropped off at work by your dad like a kid on their first day of junior high (minus the terrible haircut, bedazzled shirt and clarinet case… not that I speak from experience or anything).

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