You wake up in the morning, and something is wrong…that murmur of nothing and everything – your smile feels like a sneer even when your fingers force your lips upward.

The struggle is on, and inside you know that at some point you will lose, that temper will snap somewhere, at someone or something – just hoping it will be a manageable bang.

                                   some bangs are bigger bangs than others

Let it out, air the bang – or it might end up in an explosion….or perhaps even worse, as a sour smudged everything inside of you….just simmering and ruining any good thing that in spite of the mood lands in your lap.

It is Wednesday, it is sunny here, gotta love that – wish you all a great day 🙂