Mad at world.

I’ve been angry lately. Not at any one particular person. Just in general. I haven’t been really, truly, genuinely angry since I was a public school teacher. It’s that frustrated anger, the kind where you can’t really stop yourself from saying something too snipey but it comes out anyways. That anger where it’s like you’re just on the edge, and any one thing could knock it over, a flower pot balanced on a windowsill and there’s a game of baseball down below.

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