So I have a lot of anger lately at a lot of people. Basically, that Killer’s song when they say don’t you put me on the backburner, that’s the anger I have. People not replying to emails, probably for valid reasons, but when I get an email from someone in which she complains about how much she hates it when no one replies to her emails, yet hasn’t replied in two weeks to the email I sent her, these are aspects of life that make me angry.
In my head, unable to sleep last night/this morning, I started writing about this. Of course, I’ll consolidate a bunch of people and make a lot of things up, but the story is worthless. What a passive-aggressive way to deal with being sad – I’ll write a nasty story about people I know to make myself feel better. I can’t do anything with a story like that. I’ll probably still write it though.