Why is it the worst flare ups always happen at the worst timings?
Like late at night or before bed. Worst still, having an early start or an important meeting the next morning.
It’s exhausting, mind-numbing, frustrating, stupid, inconvenient and just plain unfair.
I hate it. Yet I cannot let go. I’m one of those folks that would rather plant my flag on that hill and die there. Kamikaze style.
Question: Is it OK to go to bed angry?
I’ve read various conflicting views on this and both sides appear equally convincing…
“There was something peculiarly gratifying about shouting in a blind rage until your words ran out. Of course, the aftermath was less pleasant. Once you'd told everyone you hated them and not to come after you, where exactly did you go?”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
So what then?
Well to requote something a wise friend of mine previously quoted...
“Sometimes the godliest thing you can do in the universe
is get a good night’s sleep”
Hope you all had a good night’s sleep.
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