Friends sometimes ask me whether I ever have bad days. Well, I'm only human and there will be days when I go around with a scowl on my face. People (including my cat) usually disappear from the scene when this happens and I'm left alone to grind my teeth and work out my anger, frustrations, whatever. Sometimes I'm tempted to go out on my verandah and yell my head off but that would only prompt someone to call the Police. But it doesn't take long for me to get out of the rut I'm in. Sometimes I can't even remember why I was so upset. Maybe it's got something to do with hormones ...?
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