Sometimes, I Rant. Then, I Rant Some More.

I think all I do is complain. It never hurts to do so, even if you have no right in the first place. 

Then again, who decides if you have that right or not? 

At times, all I need is someone to talk to; without judgement, without a complaint about what I have to say. Just there to listen. Maybe all I need is a warm bath in the newly-renovated bathroom with a cup of Swiss Miss Hot Chocolate while watching an episode of one of my favorite tv shows. I could eat chocolates. Dozens of them, but I do not really have the appetite for them right now. Hmmm...