Shut down

Monday was a bewilderment.

In what could be a day ending on a high note, it ended terribly, unexpectedly. I felt confused. A confrontation bubbled up from no where and it seemed, by me. A confrontation that was not supposed to be, in the very first place.

My usual self once again caught off guard. In a 180 degrees turn, what was a sweet and lovely telephone conversation suddenly became confrontational for a comment that I decided to voice out.

I wonder now, if that biting anger was roused from the sleeping green-nosed pig by my reaction towards a comment I received, which I overtly mentioned was rudely addressed to me, before I voiced out my opinion.

An eye for an eye. Again. I really must learn to shut down.

Even though recovery was faster, this time.