Molehills

Had a good day. Currently allowing emotions to run about that make a small spat over nonsense make a shallow hurt much deeper than needed.

I wanted to listen to a video game intro. James skipped it, not wishing to hear.

My thoughts: it was only a minute or so.

James felt that, as I had the day off, I should've just listened when no one was home and enjoyed the video game song at that time.

This evolved into slightly sharper words and since then, I've chosen to remain silent and listen to music.

I've gone from mad to brooding. James has tried to talk to me since then, but I think I'm unreachable right now.

A molehill objectively, but a mountain to me. Oh well.