In every conversation, almost every social get-together or anything to do with other people I find it extremely common that I rise my own anger and start bitching like a crazy angry woman.
Why oh why. Is it really that hard NOT to get angry with something? Gee.
I need to get out some more. I'm starting to go back into old tracks and I feel the old complications rising to the surface. Not. Good.
I have new habits even worse than the ones I used to surround my thoughts with.
Have you ever run out of your house with your dog barking at you playing at your heels waiting for you to toss something or do anything. Running around in the garden, hiding behind the bushes surrounding the garden, people looking at you and all you could ever do was laugh like a maniac? And then run in the opposite direction of the people. Still laughing and actually feeling pretty damn happy.
Then I got dizzy and fell onto my knees in the muddy grass...
Maybe I should actually consider reading the book which I shamelessly stole the idea for a blog title. "The Perks of being a Wallflower".
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