Lots of people who don’t agree with me call me “angry.”
Now, on a day-in-day-out kind of basis, I rarely feel anger. I do not get angry about other drivers or about my kids not cleaning their rooms or about not being able to find a parking spot or about having to pay for parking or about the casserole dish that inexplicably exploded in my oven last night.
I rarely react to daily life kinds of things in anger. Continue reading “Wait. How are you NOT angry?”