five

Oh my.
Shaking off the negativity of my last post.
Why is it, that when one is not in the brightest of moods,
that one will imagine things that will anger one further?
The human psyche needs to evolve.
When the shit is flying, we should imagine sweet, wonderful things that will make us smile or dare I suggest, laugh.
Bogged down in the little, insignificant details that we actually have little to no control over, we vent our frustrations on innocent bystanders.
In the wrong place at the wrong time.
I'll rattle in my head, firing insult after insult at the bus driver that doesn't make the light, or breaks several times to come to a complete stop.
The establishment tells us, "be thin, be pretty, be happy."
However, that same establishmnet gives us fast food, microwaves and poisins the environment so that everything gives us cancer, depletes the ozon layer and starves countries.
We can't compete, complain or compare.