It all worked out fine, yesterday. (The figures being out of balance)
"Good work Christian." Pat on the back. (Well, there you go, a tick for honesty)
Perhaps, I am just a whiner? (Hmmm?)
Nyr? I don't know. (I don't. And if I am giving the impression that I care, that would be wrong. Oh, I care a bit. This much. Thumb and forefinger held a centimetre apart) (For the American viewers, that's about 0.4 of an inch)
I never used to suffer from anxiety. I just used to move through life unfazed. Do I worry too much about stuff now?
Shrug. Maybe?
Anyway, it all worked out. (You know, I kind of knew it would)
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