Coping blah blah blah

Writing here in hopes of easing my emotional stress.  This is not even a big deal.

Yesterday, right as I got to my building, my back wheel got stuck in the fender and the chain came loose.  Pro: didn't get stranded far from home.

I had to roll my bike on one wheel while holding the back end up to the bike basement, but luckily this guy named Ben came out and offered to kick the tire so it was free again and the bike could roll.  Pro: hadn't seen Ben in awhile and he fixed the tire placement.

I spent yesterday evening chillaxing and getting ready to go to a club with music that I actually know, so I was pretty excited (and a little intoxicated, my mom can tell you because she was Skyping with me).  Pro: got to see Mom and have a chill evening.

At 10:45 I hopped on my bike ready to go...and it wouldn't go.  The chain is still loose.  I have no idea what's wrong with it, but luckily I live 10 minutes away from a bike shop.  Pro: they open in 45 minutes.

I have to be in the center of town at 1 for the 100 Years of English celebration my department is putting on.  Pro: It's only a 30 minute walk if Bikey is not ready, and it's supposed to be about 64 degrees today, at least during the daytime.

This is just another moment of having to be independent and I know that's good for me/ I should just learn how to use the trams but trams aren't free and also you can't control the direction of them like you can with biking or walking...

I'm just having a small moment here that feels like my first week when I couldn't stop crying and just wanted familiarity.  I'm rather delicate, turns out.  Logically I know this is all going to be fine and it is not a big deal at all, but I need to go soon and I just keep hearing Mom telling me it's okay to cry but I can't do that right now because I have to go out in public, yo!

Emotional post: done!