So I've been launched into this cartoon like state of mind where I see myself grabbing the tail of the jackass and swinging him from side to side, over my head and then bashing the ground so hard it shakes with static marks and expressions of woe. That's right, bitch.
There is no shame in sucuumbing to anger, so long as it is performed with elegance...right? I mean to say, the inconvenient feeling of anger could be reveled in - explored with a sort of propulsory to a higher level. In other words, "yes, i'm better than you...watch me smile through this and experience the wonder of my supremacy!!"
So okay - cartoon scene applicable but not really useful in real world. I think I'll just sing a song. And become the "better person."
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