Maybe It's Just Me

Maybe you weren't being rude, crass, or sharp. Maybe your tone was normal although I thought I heard agitation, and annoyance mixed with a little elevation. Not today with the nonsense as I do my best to keep my cool although you look at me as if I'm not grasping what you stated. Maybe you really did bump into me by accident as you weren't intentionally trying to cut me off to make it first in line. You apologized but still I feel antagonized by your lack of awareness and maintenance of my personal space. Maybe you really can't hear me as I raise my voice into the phone, as I've been on hold for far too long and had too many calls disconnected. This must be on purpose as you're attempting to avoid my inquiry. I have a problem and my problem is you. The "almost" instances that never happened yet I carry the image of the possibilities of things happening, and I become beyond myself. Some people. How careless you were not even knowing who you were and why this keeps replaying throughout my day. Fed up yes I'm fed up. Sick of it all, sick of you, and sick of them. Maybe I should take a minute to calm down. Who are you to tell me what to do or how to feel. Maybe I should get some air. Like that will help. Steaming mad, frustrated, alienated, and one more situation away from letting you have it. Whoever you may be. Maybe it's just me who's day is going like this. Maybe it's just me who feels overwhelmed, undervalued, misunderstood, alone, and unloved. Maybe it's just me who's making everything out to be more than it is. Maybe it's just me projecting my feelings, emotions, and mood onto others. Maybe it's just me who needs to get it together. Maybe.

Peace, Blessings, Love and Light

BreezESOL 2/4/2021