I don't consider myself a violent person but sometimes I have thoughts of punching random people I see on the street. Sounds mean--but I do have standards when selecting these imaginary-but-they-are-real potential victims.
For example: I wouldn't punch a baby, but I would punch the next bandanna-wearing or cold-staring douche i came across. I would also punch slow old ladies but for comedic value. (Hey! We're still talking about my imagination!)
Back to the topic: lately I've been feeling like I'm restraining myself. There was always sort of a dark cloud in the back of my head that I never really paid attention to. It kept me restless but I just told myself "I'm uncomfortable."
That little cloud holds all the raw actions and words that have been filtered; all that raw emotion.
Without them being filtered, I wouldn't be the standard socially acceptable common person I am today. I am rated E for Everyone, while rated mE sits in the corner.
