Fiery

I'm waiting for these chillis to dry out so I can grind them down for cooking purposes.

I am feeling a bit like how they look - shrivelled, wrinkly and a bit old.

I am also feeling a bit fiery - have heard things in the last couple of days that are niggling at me and have made me angry, but that I can do absolutely nothing about and it makes me mad.

I'd like to rub some chilli seeds in some people's eyes just to make them hurt a bit in the way that they senselessly hurt other people.

Yes, I am in my evil, angry place this evening. Pain does that to me.

I am stewing on the fact that it is seven days since I sent an email with no response at all. I keep telling myself that I have to let it go, but then every now and then I feel like it is my responsibility to try to sort contact out. I think the absence of email, text or phone should be a signal to me to let it go. James has. About time I did.

Would still like the opportunity to rub chilli seeds in though.

Sorry.

I am mean.

No moon or stars tonight. It was too late after organising James and tidying the house. Thanks for comments and faves last night though.

xx