48 hours ago I was in such a good mood. I was feeling so energetic and optimistic. I thought to myself, man I hope this feeling last me through the week. Two days was all life could afford me. I worked 10 long hours. Was stuck in traffic for another 3 more. That’s 13 hours of doing things that do not bring me an ounce of happiness. It’s taking every ounce of my energy too not loose my cool. I don’t want to take my frustrations out on anyone. But these breathing exercises aren’t doing a goddamn thing for me. I really wish I had a better handle on dealing with this stress. That I could just let moments of frustrations pass me by, without ruining my day. I’m just not at that point yet. I’m even find it difficult to express myself right now. I’m just so damn frustrated, you know. Even my thoughts are stuttering at this point. That is why I’m cutting this post short. I just needed a moment to vent. Hopefully tomorrow will be a bit kinder.
In the meantime I will listen to some Nine Inch Nails. Everyday is Exactly the Same. I think the son is fitting.