Anger

It's funny what anger does to me. It tightens my stomach and puts a frown on my face...tenses my jaw muscles and makes me feel as if every person that crosses my path is in imminent danger of being the object of my wrath.

What's funnier than what it does to me, is its ability to stick with me. I was angry yesterday afternoon, and it has barely subsided nearly 24 hours later. It always surprises me to go to bed angry only to find when I wake that sleep has done nothing to dissipate the feeling. I guess it is like many other emotions or feelings - if unresolved it is left to fester.

Bless Nine Inch Nails for "Pretty Hate Machine." I have yet to find a CD that makes me feel better when I am angry.