Today, everything, in one way or another, has annoyed the piss out of me. If a day could be a toothache or a hangnail or a paper cut, today would be it. A day where everything just sets you on edge. It's like having sensitive teeth and alternating drinking hot tea and eating ice cream. Having these dickhead neighbors certainly doesn't help either.
And here's the important thing:
I have no idea why I feel like this.
I woke up and wanted to punch someone in the face. I have no idea why. Everything just kept pecking away, testing my patience. I think it Irish comedian Jason Byrne (correct me if I'm wrong) had a great way of putting this frustration. It's like there's an invisible hand tapping you in the forehead all day long. It's not painful, it's not the most terrible thing in the world, but it is constant. And it is persistent. And you get to a point where you just want to explode.
I was content to sit in my apartment and wait until the day was over, but the window rattling, dance party, music fun-time going on above me meant it wasn't going to happen. So I went to my home away from home.
Walmart.
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