Oh The Thinks I Can Think...

It is one of those days where I am having all kinds of thoughts go through my head. Ya know, where you cant really make sense of what you are thinking. The kind of day where you don't want to say anything cause you just know that it may not be the nicest thing you could say. I have been here before, hell haven't we all? That place where you just have to watch the things you say in an effort to protect those around you. I call today my nuclear day, be careful I could blow at any moment.

The thing is I don't particularly like this kinda day. I mean who does? Walking around like some ticking time bomb just waiting to hit your red button. The simplest thing could set you off. It could be the way they made the pasta! So I grab a glass of wine and try to calm myself, I mean wine is good for everything... isn't it? Drinking, cooking, with your cheese, with your crackers, with your friends, with your man, with your TV.. I mean the possibilities of wine are endless. I am getting off track here!

When in this mood one should remember, others have feelings. Which today, might be hard. I often try to pretend I don't know what put me in this mood, but I know and it is really hard to get out of it sometimes. If you just explode on someone, the reaction probably wont be good. I mean who wants to be told, the things I am holding in my head? Trust me it is a dark place... No one should be in there. I wonder if my inner emotions talk, like in that movie from Disney. Oh my, what they would say!!!

I keep getting lost, there is a point to this post.. I think.. maybe not. Maybe I just need to say what I want and see how the bomb explodes. I mean isn't that what most people do? Drop the bomb and wait, or is that just war torn countries? Either way, today I shall hope this feeling passes. Sleep on it, and hope that tomorrow is better than today. For now... I have the wine, and the red button... At least the countdown has not begun, maybe we can detonate the bomb before I go nuclear. If not, watch for the mushroom cloud!



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