Tonight was supposed to be gym night.
Then your Dad texts you and tells you that A, his wife (not your mom) is in the hospital and that it doesn’t look good.
The trip to the gym becomes so much less significant. You shift into crisis mode.
Thankfully, for me, crisis mode is where I operate like a smoove mofo.
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