This morning, the rage spiral started.
Couldn't get out of bed.
Running late for Woonsocket.
Elsa had an accident on the floor.
No Bagel Time.
Near-flat tire.
Irritated with
elenuial for reasons I didn't understand.
Horrible drivers on the road.
I was almost to a point where I wanted to drive my car into a tree when I thought "No, not today. Not going to let it win." So I turned around, drove to Bagel Time, grabbed
elenuial and myself bagels, and took control of one thing that was contributing. It was enough to break the entire spiral, and I was back in good spirits.
Until I came into work and was told that one of the two aunts that helped raise me found out on Saturday that she has both brain and lung cancer.
And the radio in the office has decided to only play soft, introspective songs.
The Rage spiral has nothing on the Contemplating my Own Mortality and That of Those I Care About spiral.