Foreboding

Lonely morning, driving headlong into a full afternoon, launched by a funeral. Yay. Rah.

Don't know why i'm feeling aggressive. Have a deep sense of foreboding and i want to fight against it coming to fruition. Not much i can do though. When i feel it coming, it's usually well-founded.

Wonder if having You reign me in would give me a feeling of being more content with not having control over it?... hm. On the other hand, that would serve no one but me, so it's a moot idea. No choice but to live through it and cope as best i'm able. i'm sure it was put there to give me yet another opportunity to do just that. rats.

Off to the funeral.....