last night a freind of mine confessed to me something they did wrong, but unlike in normal case where i would go off and yell at the person due to some rather unfortunate events had popped up. the friend instead of wallowing in greif insisted that i would yell at them to which i became rather proud of them and rather disappointed with myself in the same note i should have yelled even with the problems for that breif moment i pitied them and i regretful of it and if the sly fox is reading this i wish they new how greatful i am with the gesture they did.
