Its tough to be nice, when you don't want to be; when you wonder if its just the day, or maybe the hormones acting up, or the way the stars are aligned that seems to cause every little thing to set you off.
Maybe this is what all the work on myself was supposed to be about - counting to ten, praying for serenity, all that, when what I really want to do is snap. I haven't worked out in several days - that might be contributing to this whole mood. And the weather is in that changing mode - almost winter but not quite.
But I can make choices - I can choose to be nice even if I don't feel like it. Because I know, in the long run, nice will be the better choice. I don't know - I just have a feeling about that. A nice feeling.
