this morning #915.

this morning, it was easy to see that responsible me was responsible for this fix we now found ourselves in. since no one else was stepping up, responsible me felt the need to act responsibly, do the right thing, bring a bit of sense to the situation. he hadn’t considered that this was one of those times when the best solution was to throw caution to the wind. risky me was asleep at the wheel though, comatose after being sworn off once again. the last time i listened to him, i ended up with egg on my face. it was actually egg custard but the idiom stays intact. now i was here, forced to find a solution. luckily, once the tears started flowing, risky me was shaken from his slumber. he really saved the day.