Victor trying to talk me down from an impending panic attack about me not knowing what the hell I’m doing in my life:
Victor: Dude. Just calm down and breathe. Just…trust the process.
me: But I don’t have a process.
Victor: Well, maybe not having a process is part of your process.
me: YOU’RE JUST SAYING A BUNCH OF RANDOM BULLSHIT THAT DOESN’T MAKE ANY SENSE.
Victor: No, I’m trying to make you calm down and stop freaking out.
me: No, you’re just trying to get me to shut up so you can watch TV.
Victor: Well, both actually. And that’s my process.
Me: Well, it’s not working.
Victor: Really? So what exactly was it you were so worried about?
me: Um…FUCK. I can’t remember because you distracted me with bullshit.
Victor: Exactly. Trust the process.