Today I'm not alone in my anger
Today in specific, the world seems kind of violent. The city lights are irritating me instead of fascinating me like they usually do. A random girl tried to cross the street dangerously close to the van I’m in, and the driver also seems to be in a hurry, driving recklessly with a bunch of college students inside. I’m not so calm myself either. Maybe everything is normal and I’m just not helping by spending the whole day listening to nothing but misfits albums, but my father was talking about homosexuality with my grandma like it’s a disability again, despite knowing I could hear everything. I’m not even that mad. It feels kind of good, being restless with anger myself, but this time the world seems to be accompanying me. This time I’m not alone!