You know the times you feel like you've got to scream or you'll fly into little bits?? Or when you get so irritated that you could cheerfully murder the next unlucky creature who has the misfortune to come your way??
Of late, I find myself gritting my teeth all too often. And some small thing seems to entirely ruin my day! Just yesterday morning, after a slight tiff with my cousin, I could almost see my blood pressure sky-rocketing, and this immense headache inching its way into my skull. Oh how I longed to tear something to bits! Then I caught myself itching to grasp a suitable writing implement and pour it all out to some kindly ear- um.. paper. Generally, when such a feeling comes over me, I ignore it and find myself something else to do. But this time I followed through on the impulse, and boy! Am I glad i did! I guess putting things down on paper (or a Word doc!) forces us to detach ourselves from what we're narrating. Cathartic, really.
