I do get mad, well not mad. Let's just say I get very angry. I've gotten used to bottling things over the years. Only problem is I remember exploding at some point at the person or persons who bothered me. I've chucked it up to being older and having better patience with life in general. I wanted to explode at my boss today, I mean the chance of him firing me is slim, if anything he might respect me more. So five minutes later. I don't care, I rationalize that just being home and away is all I need. Someone once told me that "The only people who should effect you are the ones you care about, the ones who are important"; I think I've taken this to the extreme. So much doesn't bother me anymore, of course you read this and think I'm still bothered...That's why he writes about it...I'm bothered that I'm not bothered. So much in life is not important. I know that it will work it's way out in some shape or form. So back to patience? hmmm. Even now I'm calmer than when I started blogging. Did I mention this is starting to apply to the people I care about? For sometime now.
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