Sometimes it sucks feeling like there's nowhere to immediately vent one's frustrations. But I suppose it serves a purpose - you know, training oneself not to seek immediate gratification from flocks of people saying "what happened?" "what's going on?" "you wanna talk?" "I'm here if you need me...", etc. It also gives one the time to really reflect. Not everything is that deep or serious. Some stuff is super petty. Like arguing over whether "on" or "in" makes a vast difference in someone's interpretation of a phrase or statement. And letting that shit blow up into other, peripheral foolishness. And crying over it on the way to work. When the car decides to break down. So instead of crying in the privacy of one's vehicle, one's inane meltdown happens on the platform at the train station. A sad commentary, really.
And that's how my day started. How's your day going??
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