“ IS SHE COMPLAINING ALREADY??
— my mother (to my sister). i had just woken up to the smell of smoke in my room bc i left the window open last night (there are fires all over) and went out into the kitchen and said “wow, there is smoke everywhere, even here.” this is the love i get. i am away for four years and when i get back, no one can stand me. get me out of here asap. i can’t wait to move to seattle. just need that magical job first.