Some days I wake up angry.
I don't know why.
It's not that I've had a bad dream, or an argument the night before, or... Anything.
I. Am. Just. Angry.
So much so that I feel hatred and spitefulness towards my loved ones.
I want to have something I can physically break. It's madness.
This anger can last for hours.
I don't know why.
I drive aggressive and aggravated. I slam doors. I sneer at strangers.
I don't know why.