i do believe there is an angry, violent thing inside of me.
occasionally something stirs in me and i want to physically destroy whatever is in my hands.
i want to throw my phone against a wall so hard that i hurt my shoulder. then i want to stomp it so hard that i crack the tile underneath it. pick it up and throw it again.
i want to lift my bike high over my head and heave it onto the rocks in the ditch. pick it up by the wheel and swing it around like a giant discus and launch it into oncoming traffic.
tense every muscle to the point of ripping them from their origins and insertions and screaming till my vocal cords fail.
instead i just wait a moment and the feeling passes.
isn't that hilarious?
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