Hmph, sometimes I feel like lashing out at everything around me, displaying what I really think, and feel, and then I am reminded. That I'm just so human, so flawed, and that if I let myself sink so low, I'm no better than someone being destructive, perhaps leaving a message behind...but in order to do so, what means does he employ? What sacrifices must be made? What damage would he leave in his wake? Would it undo all that's been done? Would it be worth it? I doubt it.

Time to be brave, time to endure. Time to be patient, time to control. Time to pray.

Why now, the day before tomorrow, when I should be focused, composed, why am I not? Sigh.