3:56pm. I have been asked by a friend to contribute a pithy one or two sentence saying to go with an art book she is putting together featuring her paintings. These words of wisdom have to have something to do with concepts she has assigned. I wrote back, one word. She has replied with a couple of suggestions as the word I suggested has already been assigned to another friend and another art work.
There is no problem with this but as I was pondering what to say I noticed that feeling within me, so nebulous as to almost slip by, of anger/frustration/resentment. Now why is that? Got it big time when trying to put together that art application, get it frequently when things go wrong with the computer that I somehow have to fix (an imploded modem is easy by comparison, just buy a new one). Experienced it the first time, that I remember, when i tried to balance a chequebook under Mom's tutelage. I just didn't 'get' how to do it.
And here it is again, a wasp's wing of rage, touching so lightly, so fleetingly it was almost gone before I noticed. Am I so spoiled that if things don't go smoothly the first time I have an inner tantrum? Have had my fair share of dramas in life and don't get that particular toxic feeling while dealing with them.
It's a mystery. Not a nice one either. Something smelly and sticky under a rock somewhere. In the meantime, guess I'll keep working on that pithy saying. 4:07pm
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