(a quote from How I Met Your Mother,
where I swapped the word sad for mad.)
For the most part I fight it.
Especially when there is not a thing in the world that I can do to change the situation.
Don't get me wrong, there has been a time or a dozen where I have thought "I so want to punch them in the face right now."
Because once in a while face punching sounds really fun.
Having this little notebook would be fun too.
But I have yet to find out for sure if it is in fact fun...
I think it might actually hurt, or land me in jail which would be awkward, and it's mostly pretty wrong.
Would a mean email, some hurtful words, or other forms or revenge make me less mad? Maybe. For a second. But then the regret would set in. This verse would convict my heart. It's not worth it.
Being mad is lame.
Be awesome instead.