Saturday, April 18, 2015
how does one not go insane in New York City?
After writing a very angry email at MTA that I'm sure no one will read and even if they do, they won't care about it, I stomped the long way back home and back into my apartment to throw my sad, lukewarm groceries into the fridge, and then thought about how that wasn't even the most annoying part of my day. There are so many annoying things that can happen in one day in this city that make me want to scream into a pillow--although is that the most productive way to get past your anger?
I wish I had a more zen-like approach to daily irritants, but I inherited my father's short temper and quick outbursts of anger, so there's got to be another way. I've been here for over three years and I still don't have a surefire way to just "let it go." (I have, however, found superficial cures for being sad and being homesick.)
at 10:30 AM