There are days when the thin illusion of being an independent, functioning, human being gets shattered by the smallest of things.
Today I’m brought to my knees by the child-proof cap on my cough syrup.
Look I’m ill, I’m weak from hacking my lungs up…normally I have no problems with these things…but…this one…this sodding cap…it’s not like the usual ones…it mocks me.
I am not defeated however. I do eventually triumph. I just maybe cry a little in the process.
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