So, on the way to work today I was violated. I was tagged in the ass, without the common decency of a reach-around. I was forced into a situation that I did not want to be in. Me and my car are now edgy and stressed…we were attacked.
It was raining. The roads were slick. The bitch was driving too fast. She was not in control of her vehicle. She came up on my rear bumper and tailgated me. She then slammed into me.
Whoa is me.
My chi is all sorts of fucked up. My car’s chi is all sorts of fucked up. My stress level is high, and my emotions are out of control: anger, sadness, confusion, anger, fear, annoyance. They run through me like the winds through the trees, like the water through the grass, like the burrito through the colon.
I have been rear-ended. My shoulders and neck hurt. My head hurts. My chi is fucked up.
I’m going home. I’m going to go home and drink some tea, read a book, and relax. I will be in control of my world again. I will control my emotions. I will not think about the bitch that hit me and I will most certainly not think about punching her in the face repeatedly until she loses consciousness and begs for mercy. I will calm. I will be at peace. I will not wonder what it’s like to take a human being and shove them into a lunch-box with a shoe horn.
I’m going home. I will tell you the story on Monday. I hope everybody has a good weekend, and forgive me for the cliffhanger. I just don’t have the energy right now.