Anger.

An emotion that totally overwhelmed me for half of today.

 

I hate it when I get angry, so I get even more angry.

 

And in the frustration and red mist, I can’t find a way to bring myself back in to the present moment.

 

I sprinted really fast around the park, but I couldn’t outrun it.

 

I ate through a bag of almonds angrily shoving them in my mouth, handful by handful, but it made no difference.

 

I shouted from my gut, frightening the boys … and probably the surrounding houses, but that didn’t help either.

 

I turned up the music really loud in the car and shouted along, trying to distract myself.  But it just annoyed me even more.

 

It was only when I fell asleep in the cinema and woke up to watch an angry red bird, that I realized I was being daft.

 

It is a pointless emotion, unless you are trying to rescue your baby eggs from evil pigs in a stone tower in make believe land.