Being mad. The art of madness. Just plain ole mad. I'm so mad I could spit. As mad as a hatter.
I heard Joyce Meyer say one time you should never say you're mad because that actually is saying you are crazy. Instead you should say you are angry. So, I guess that's where I am right now. Angry. So, okay Anger - let's go there and get it over with. I know you're one of the steps. Just gotta pass through you.....like walking in quicksand from one side of dry land to the other. I hope I don't get stuck at 6:00 especially since I've always been so partial to 5:00.
I know one thing....I definitely don't feel like pouring anyone any tea.
~traci
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