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38 | Smash Hit THE MAN

Well, that sucked.

Lying in bed after dinner, I want to smash down the door between our rooms. Or maybe just smash something.

I don’t even know if I want to Hulk a path to Sasha or bring down the whole building in frustration.

By 2:00 a.m., when I still can’t find a comfortable position, I decide I’m done trying to convince her. If she’s this set on fighting what we could have, then maybe I should let her win.

TO-DO

Get any sleep at all.

Surrender.