When The Going Gets Tough

I start throwing things.

And then I realise this is the reason why I loaded up on the Happy Pills yesterday.

My table's cleared now. I've thrown away pretty much everything, except the monitor, that I found too heavy to lift. And almost my Frankfurt mug.

And then I wonder how did I get to accumulate so much rage today. I am crying right now for my chipped beautifully manicured nails.

And yet here, I said to Chairwoman, be mindful of consequences. I clearly wasn't thinking.