It happened around 4am. Work had been going....not well, but at least passably. I knew that I could sleep a while today, and things were just carrying on the way they always do.
Then the monster struck. It is my Anger Monster. It lives somewhere in the darkest recesses of my brain, and likes to stage sneak attacks on me and my family. At first it felt a little like a mosquito bite; irritating, but mostly something to ignore. Soon the poison anger began spreading through my system, though, and I was locked in a desperate battle to hold it at bay. Anger was looking for a target. Any target would do. All it required was someone to bleed.
I managed to get through the morning without taking any one's head off, and hurried home to lock myself in the bedroom. I have been sleeping since, and it seems that the lack of victims has lulled the Anger Monster back into it's cage.
Until next time....