Dwelling on the unimportant, stressing on the unintended, and freaking over the unknown, John, simply doesn't work... and are like lighting a match, in a dark room, to make sure no one spilled any gunpowder on your bicycle, under the stairs, near the back porch, in January.
Actually, some of that was intentionally unimportant, to hopefully distract you from feeling any stigma for freaking out over earlier unknowns.
You're so adorable,
The Universe
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