One of those days...

The member of the Endless I pay the least attention has caught hold of my mind.



Ever had one of those days where you just want to destroy something? Rip a sheaf of paper into pieces, hurl something across the room, tear someone down. When you're not in a bad mood, just a destructive one.
I wanted to slam my locker so hard today that my muscles were twitching. I shut it gently. Something in me still wants to strike out at something.
It's not a feeling I'm fond of, but I'm prone to it.

Did do something that was constructive and destructive at the same time, though. I'm deleting 11 pages of Walking the Shadows and writing it again. Whee!

tal