For some reason I am angry this morning. I really don't quite know why. I'm on the train going to work. Transit has been fine, everything is on time. Yet everything I see I hate. It is overcast and damp and chilly. A lady on the train put on some foul smelling lotion on her hands. But I was hating her before that. Maybe it's just the fact I have to go to work at all that pisses me off. I usually just clamp my lips shut when I feel like this, or pick some one thing to rant about. But that wouldn't be honest. The anger was with me from the time I woke up. So why write about it here? Why not? All I want right now is to go up on a mountain alone and scream until I can't scream any more. Instead I'm going to work where I will pretend I'm fine. Have a nice day. -- Larry Devich http://larry-devich.blogspot.com/ ---------------------------------- "It's not denial. I'm just very selective about what I accept as reality." Calvin ("Calvin a...