Why is it that when you do something TOTALLY insane to someone who more than likely deserves it, you feel a little bad about it? Or do you just feel bad that other people found out about it and now think you are crazy?
(As I type this a man just opened the door to the coffee shop and yelled something random about the n word and a white woman. He then furiously slammed the door and everyone around was pretty much in awe. Guess "crazy" is the theme for the day.)
Without going into specifics, I pretty much had a monumental crazy moment this weekend. It has resulted in much guilt and shame, but then again after all that happened between said person and I, it seems about right. Does anyone ever stop to wonder why a person might go a little nuts sometimes. Perhaps maybe it has something to do with the mounds and mounds of hurt they are feeling based on not just one, but several events. I am not justifying vigilante acts, but occasionally a person can only take so much blame. I guess most are just better at swallowing it than I.
Anyway, enough with the heavy mumbo jumbo. I have posted a totally unrelated photo of my sexy, white legs doing a little karaoke. I figured you all needed a good laugh after that.
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