"Well, what address did you gave Uber?" Katie says, after the little icon of the car drives past our little blue dot on the Uber app.
"I just sent the location where we were," I say, and I cringe to hear the whining in my voice as she sighs and starts walking to the address it shows on my phone, a block away.
"I really don't understand why you're being so rigid," she says. I don't know how to explain that I feel like I spend my whole life being flexible, and adjusting for other people, and for once I want something to just work, dammit.
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One year ago today: We'll Do it Live
Two years ago today: Another World
Three years ago today: Literally Full of It
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