Angry

I've noticed my blog has been very angry this month. I guess it all started with my dog dying. I still hear him and find myself looking for him. It doesn't seem right that he is really gone. And, well I guess this tremendous emotion has stirred up all the other extreme emotions in my body. Possible? Any way, when I'm happy, I don't write. I just exude happiness. When I'm "emoting all over the place", i write and sulk (like all great, artsy people - not claiming to be great artsy, just to sulk like one!). My friends have learned to understand the sulking - quiet time I like to call it. One new friend just couldn't accept it, though. Not sure why... he is a moody artsy type himself. Hmmmm...maybe that's why. So today was tied up in an e-mail battle. I should have never started it. I knew he wouldn't understand...he can't, he's married and has been for pretty much his whole life. Tomorrow I'll post the "I'm tired of being single" blog. I don't have access to it this evening. But, I know, anyone who is single will say Amen to that sister! Then, I am promising myself to stop being such a broody artsy wanna be. There is too much humor in this world to sulk...I mean look at the duck billed platypus...God must have cracked himself up that day!!!!! Time to start looking...