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I'm kind-of angry today.

I'm actually not worried about anything. Sure, there's stuff to worry about: C's career; money; my car. I mean, the world is a trash fire full of tragedy. Brazil electing a fascist is a bad sign.

I'm just kinda angry about the past. And hungry. For days, I've eaten enough, but I'm still hungry. Drinking water hasn't helped -- just gives me heartburn.

Part of realizing my first marriage was 20 years ago, I start thinking of what went down just after and I was too naive and insecure to assert myself. And now that I'm reminded, it's itching. I'm not going to dwell. I'm going to try to forget. Yet,
I kinda want to egg her house. (I'm not going to egg her house)