Kelly Marie

Tonight I feel a lot of anger.

At what?

Well, a lot of things.

And I hate it when this happens. I hate feeling this anger overcome me, and all self control slowly leaving my body. I can see it happening:  it's like I am standing outside, watching anger slowly seep in, and any sort of rational thought seep out.

But tonight I am angry. Not in the emo, "I'm so angry at the world, I only wear black and thick eyeliner" way, but more of a...."I don't understand" kind of way. A "what more could I possibly do in order to get it all figured out" and "why is my self worth so affecting by outside factors?" kind of way, with a hint of something....maybe remorse. Maybe indegestion.

Well, as you imagine, there isn't an answer to that.

As a side note, I cut myself shaving in the shower tonight on my left knee, and it was a GOOD ONE. Sheesh. So much blood out of such a tiny slit.

I've started a more regular journal keeping process, and forgot how much I enjoy that. I enjoy writing down my thoughts and experiences, especially positive ones. Tonight was a great night. I had a very touching conversation with a dear friend in town. Tender mercies, ya know?

So here I am, in bed, angry. They say you should never go to bed angry. Well, suck it. I am. And when I wake up tomorrow, it won't be there. Nothing really spurred this anger, so it won't take much for it to leave. Right? right.