I have a strange habit.

I’ll spend forever deciding between two $50 phone cases. But if you tell me a completely useless $100 unicorn mask was used by a 27-year-old to hide his face so he could steal candy from kids? I’ll buy that instantly.

So you see, I have a habit of convincing myself after I hear a story. And my guess is, so does everybody else.

That concept, at it's kindest, is therapy. At it's most evil, it's advertising.

So no wonder why mom prays for me all the time.