In spite of my rage...

I am officially in a mood today.
I didn't sense it at first, but when I called my mother this morning to check in and a story she was telling me made my periphery vision begin to constrict...I knew.

It's the kind of day where I want to just be quiet, keep to myself, and pay heed only to my devices. I'll be perfectly pleasant so long as no one engages me.

Or, you know, I could put on my big-girl pants and actually use my words to explain to people that, I'm sorry, I'm really not in the best of head spaces today. Can we possibly discuss this at a later time when I'm more pulled together? I just have a lot of ungrounded anger to work through first.

Then, of course, I'd probably have to explain what "ungrounded anger" is. Hmm.
Damn it.