No, not like the movie. The other day I had something make me blindingly mad.
I know it seems like I never get angry. It's not true. What it was doesn't even matter. What does matter is how I dealt with it.
Then I bought myself breakfast, and while I sat eating it, I caught up a few blog entries, and moved on to thinking about something else, and noticed after how much better I felt.
I want to say that again, because it bears some repeating. I didn't stop being angry and then write some blog posts. It was just the opposite.
Ok, so what? Why am I telling you this? It's not even a little bit to tell you what to do.
It's because after-the-fact I was absolutely gob smacked at how it went down. Every once in a while I'm fortunate to see in high relief a thing I believe happen so clearly to me, for me, by my own actions.
Getting so mad sucked. But moving through it and transcending it felt amazing!