Anger is a wind which blows out the lamp of the mind. --R.G. Ingersoll
I always try to dodge it, but on occasion, some strange wind of irritation and anger at the world at large blows my way. It is hard to accurately describe, and I am not sure who or what I am angry with, it is just a feeling that something is unfair or I am being disrespected by some mysterious force. The hardest part is trying to assess if there is anything I can do about such feelings or if I should just keep riding full face into it until it passes. Not really a good description of the phenomenon, sorry. Maybe it is just the tail end of winter and my work load. I am sure the winds will change soon, as they usually do.