Much better

Okay, after blogging and listening to Tennessee Ernie Ford, I feel better.
I vented.
I let a deep man's voice get inside me. I need to see if I like anything else by him... Damn! Goosebumps! :-)
There were a couple other songs too... Me and my strange music.
I can breathe and think again. I no longer feel like acting out my urges as Bitch From Hell.
I even feel like I could socialize again.
But the thinking clearly is the best thing about this feeling...
I hate being a slave to my emotions. Good thing I knew exactly what to do-- before I did or said something I would regret.

I still need more information before I'll agree to anything.
But at least I'm back in a mood to even consider it.