Stress

Stress - there are many definitions, but I prefer the one I saw on a t-shirt many years ago: "the confusion created by ones mind to resist the urge to choke the living shit out of some asshole who desperately deserves it." Fuck! Sometimes I feel I could just scream. Is, "you always think it is all about you", just a nice way to say fuck you, you really think you are that important to me. I never asked to be the center of any ones universe; I'm not the fucking sun, nothing revolves around me, so why the fuck even utter that shit to me. Sometimes I feel like I could just flip everybody the bird and disappear to some unknown remote dot in the water. Whether you communicate, mis-communicate or don't communicate at all, the result is the same. What the fuck! I appreciate the concept of hermits and bachelors. I sometimes long for those more carefree, no need to take anyones feeling into consideration, come and go as you please days. Today is one of those days.