It seems we're all on edge and looking for a fight.
Don't get me wrong, I also love people and the way they touch my life -- they have the unique ability to lift me from the depths of despair, but in this moment -- as I write this post -- I absolutely hate people.
I love to break things. Yeah, I know, who doesn't? But I get such a satisfying feeling when I break something. Maybe not a bone, or a really expensive gadget, but breaking something cheap and discardable is satisfying. VERY satisfying! In 2011, after I was sick for a year, but had yet to learn much... Continue Reading →