Ever want to rant and rave about something? I do. Especially in traffic. That is my favorite place to rant out loud. It’s a safe place to rant as long as I don’t open my window. So this is my window. The place I will rant when the urge comes over me. Unless I decide to sleep on it, which I have done until now and will probably keep doing. I remember somebody, probably my mother, telling me to ‘sleep on it, you’ll feel better in the morning.”
But, when I have to get it out, this is where it will be.