and it is "choleric." It happens to be the word of the day today, and I saw it above my Gmail.
I am easily angered by many things, and my sensitivity to these triggers varies greatly depending on many different factors. I'm like a bomb sometimes, and Beth never really knows how short the fuse is.
I think I'm getting better, though. I'm starting to become more conscious of my patience and releasing my imaginary grip on things over which I have no control. Like this blog. I started the year off right, and blogged every day like a good little blogger, and then nothing. I became too busy and got quite upset with myself for not living up to what I had said.
But I have absolutely no control over how many hours exist in one day, or how much sleep I'm going to need on a regular basis. I also have no idea what to write about every day. Since I don't take the time to read the news, I don't have cable television, and the whole of me doesn't care about celebrity news, I have nothing left to say except that I'm tired and want to go to sleep at the end of a day.
"...and that's all I have to say about that."
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