Feeling restless...

Did you ever have one of those days when you feel restless? When you’re uncomfortable just under the skin? When the next idiotic remark could end someone up with a mouth full of enamel formerly known as teeth? When you’re so far removed that you can’t remember why anymore? When you know going back is not an option but to lunge forward leading with your forehead and smacking up against whatever beast steps into your path is all that is left? And that this will be the impetus for the final battle for which you are ultimately geared? You don’t know what I’m talking about? Good, go back to your milkshake. I was just about to go mad…