Just a wink

I was backing out into traffic, looking both ways as I was taught. Paused twice as two cars went by right behind me. Kept inching out, looking, waiting for a safe gap in traffic. Paused again for another oncoming car. It stopped, their lights went off for a second, then a quick 'on-off' signal, letting me know they would wait for me to go. I waved in thanks as I drove by.

Something so simple, and yet among this harsh world, a quick wink from a stranger is a kind gesture that will keep me going, reminding me that there are still good people in the world.

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

It's like that. A hostile work environment, as they say. I work with all guys who have no filters. With every word I say, I am walking right into a dirty joke. It got to a point where I have to censor my words all the time. It's exhausting. I finally got fed up and told everyone to stop talking to me.

To end it off, I decided to bake a parve cheesecake for my shabbos hosts, and I almost dropped it right out of the oven, and it ruined.

Conclusion: I need more sleep.

Also, I hate people.