House of Grouse
I think I complain too much, but I think I need to at the same time. There have been periods where I tell myself that I'm going to just relax and let things slide, but I get more tense and worked up keeping everything in than I do venting about things. I maintain and maintain and then I just blow my top and everything comes rushing out in this cathartic flood and I feel like a million bucks.
So it may very well be my fate that I'm happier when I have something to be unhappy about. Maybe it's the comforting boom of my voice rising against the idiot who cut me off (of course, safely tuck away two or three car lengths removed from said offender). Sometimes it feels good just to growl or roar or make some other unintelligible noise.
I may very well be an ape.
So it may very well be my fate that I'm happier when I have something to be unhappy about. Maybe it's the comforting boom of my voice rising against the idiot who cut me off (of course, safely tuck away two or three car lengths removed from said offender). Sometimes it feels good just to growl or roar or make some other unintelligible noise.
I may very well be an ape.