12:42 PM: Yesterday, while making my coffee, I pondered the inefficiency of anger.
I will keep this in mind throughout the day. Anger, rage, animosity, indignation …. They are, without exception, for me, a means to an unsatisfying end. These emotions are a hindrance unto happiness; a ruination of the present. They fuck the fun right out of whatever it is I am doing. If that is not motivation enough to refrain from feeding them when they arise, perhaps considering the fact that they make me inefficient and ineffective will dampen the embers of existential rage.
