The Undiscovered Country

Emotional Frenzy

One thing I love about the written word: The ability to destroy it.

Well, at least before anyone sees it, that is. When the ink is still fresh, the paper as yet uncrinkled with spilled coffee, or the file not saved on my computer, I can tear it up, burn it up, or wear out my delete key, and no one will ever be the wiser.

In responding to people in emails or other types of letters, I can spend as much time as I need to choose my words carefully. I can even wait a day or two before I respond, especially when my emotional state is at best confused. I don’t always succeed, but the opportunity is always there.

My emotions yesterday went all over the map - on Earth as well as on Mars. I had moments of shear joy, exhaustion, frustration, fear, giddiness – think of any emotion, and I likely felt it.

Wee.

Makes me wonder if this is but a taste of what’s to come over the next 8 months.

I so feel sorry for my husband right now. He will take the brunt of it, I’m sure. I think I will hide away all the firearms, just in case he will want to shoot me – or me him!

Lucky for you, I decide what to share and what not to. I can write what ever I want, and still not post it for all the world to see. That’s not to say I won’t toss some emotional grenades in your direction, though, so you might want to don body armor before entering my mental abode.

Emotions are powerful things, and can blind us into saying and doing silly and even awful things. They whisper in our ear constant to convince us to follow them above all other considerations. Multiply that with a woman’s raging hormones. Scared, yet?

I’m hoping my more rational side will be strong enough to endure it all. It’s not that I’m afraid of hurting anyone; I despise having to apologize for it.

I’m kidding.

I just want to warn you if my emotions seem erratic and I write something that’s offensive or hurtful, either ignore it or let me know I went to far. Be sure to say it nicely though. I might be armed.