I don’t know why, but my temper has been running a bit high as of late. I’m always touchy, and the smallest things seem to irritate me.
Phone calls are irritating me, because it’s always someone who wants something. As usual, the sound of car horns and the like get on my nerves as well. Today, going down for lunch, I was in the lift with 3 other guys. My apparently vivid imagination, poisoned with malice, quickly imagined beating up all 3 guys in the lift, complete with where I would hit them, how, and how I would tackle their resistance. I probably am going a wee bit loony…
It’s just as well I guess, at least I have someone who can calm me down (or remind me that I’m not that crazy?)