Stepping outside this morning, a cool wind slapped me in the face, along with an intense excited feeling, that I hadn’t allowed my self to truly feel yet due to the uncertainty of my staying arrangements. It is the same feeling you get when driving a new car, and realising it’s yours! It surges up from inside of you, until you just gotta scream! Only you are on the streets of New York, and screaming in a fit of joy is probably not advisable, unless you want people to clear the area around you immediately, and behave like you are holding a fresh bag of anthrax.
Which begs an interesting question. If suppressing anger is bad for you, what does suppressing joy do? Could suppressing joy build up and up in your guts, until one day you just can’t take, and you totally flip out – and just explode with happiness? What would this ‘joy-rage’ look like?
I have a feeling that Fifi Box, on Sunrises weather is in danger of showing us this on live tv.
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