SpoilerGreat. Just great.

I knew I should've stopped selling cabbages. Finished that business ten years ago, and I was living just fine. No sudden public outbreaks, no loss of profits, no hooligans destroying my beloved cabbage cart, no slugs to ruin the trade, no random animals snacking on my produce.

I even got emotional therapy sessions, and I soon learned to live a life of calmness. My doctor told me to stay away from cabbages, and try to do something else. He introduced me to a man who did great metalworking, and boy did I learn new things. I even got a new job fixing things in the local community

And here I was, simply just living life, enjoying my time here, tinkering away. If only my son didn't mention the cabbage trade. If only my wife didn't keep nagging me to do something because we needed money. I was happy. I was at peace.

I convinced myself that this is what I wanted to do with my life. I told myself that my entire life was about cabbages, and I spent a great deal on cabbages. I learned the best way to raise cabbages. I learned the exact dimensions of the cart needed to prevent bruising of cabbages. I found ways to make the cabbage tastier through tried and true farming methods. I guess I deluded myself into thinking that ten years, after all the war, all the pain and suffering, all would be well again to sell cabbages.

Okay, go over the breathing exercises, like the good doctor said. In, out, in out. Focus on the good things. Well, it's a nice day. People are buying some cabbages. I mean, things were going so well. It was a great day.

And yet, here we are. Some rodent sitting there demolishing my cabbages that I broke my back over preparing. That cabbage it ate was even my best one. I just had the unlucky fortune to drop it in this alleyway where a STUPID,LOW-LIFE, DIRTY, NO GOOD RODENT JUST COMES IN HERE AND STEALS MY CABBAGE MY CABBAGE THAT I WORKED HARD ON RAISING AND CARING FOR I MEAN IS IT SO HARD TO ASK THAT A MAN SELL HIS PRODUCE IN PEACE THE WAR IS OVER THE AVATAR HAS BROUGHT PEACE SO WHY IS MY SELLING CABBAGES AN IMPOSSIBLE TASK IT'S ALL THIS RODENT'S FAULT ARGHBLARGLEARGLE--

*SNAP*