Are you ever so mad about so many things that you just don’t know which to be mad about, so you just sort of sit and simmer like a boiling pot? I’m feeling that right now.
No, this entry is not going to be particularly religious.
There is a momentous event that happens every year and has forever, though few people seem to know about it.
I hate being angry.
I passed another of my old birthday a few days ago.
“The flame that burns, the song that slays,
When you hear what it is saying –
Let Panic chase us through the maze,
But Pan is only playing.”
– Song of Pan
“Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.” – Josephine Hart
Drama on top of drama.
Not a metaphorical one.