Let your wine breathe. Let it rest. Just give it some goddamn space. You’re suffocating that wine. Stop projecting what went wrong last time onto this bottle. So you went too fast and it was ruined. So what? That was a Merlot. This is a Pinot. Things are different. Still, just let it fucking breath. Your mother was right, you’re too impatient for anything to work out. You should just buy one of those aerator things.
"I despise the kind of book that tells you … how to make yourself happy! The first duty of philosophy is making you understand what deep shit you are in."