I make a note to clean it up tomorrow before heading to the stairs. I freeze halfway there, wondering if she's still mad at me. In case she is, I head back down and curl up on the couch.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
/I think, today,/ he thought back, /the important fact is that I don't/ need /to be better than him. He can just be a person. And I... I can just be one too./ — Adolin (Wind and Truth by Brandon Sanderson)