Stressed and pressed

It’s like a brimful cup; only the surface tension keeps it from overflowing.

And then, one drop is enough, everything goes to pieces.

I’m a cup these days, and not one bit of nitpicking, annoyance, or bump in the road is unnoticed.

A neverending stream of biting sarcasm, barking remarks and scoffs escapes me. I could write a brilliant causerie for every incident, and maybe get people to laugh at me. It’s, apparently, not so laughable to fall victim for my sharp wit and tongue in real life.

I’m sorry. None of my victims will probably ever read this. But anyhow. This is my natural reaction when I’m stressed. A defence mechanism, so to speak. Hope this period will be over soon. I’m in need of better sleep and less tense muscles.


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