facing a day fully scheduled with things I would rather not do.
Perfect scenario for a lousy time to be had by all. Spent a few
minutes wondering where the peevishness has come from. Those hormones
I wrote about a while back? A stray gamma ray that sped through and
played billiards with the emotive neurons in my skull? It wasn't
getting out on the wrong side of the bed or I'd have ended up through
the wall and outside in the wet garden. So where?
Ah, the dream. When I woke up I was mid dream in a not-quite argument
with a family member. It was one of those improbable but interesting
situations invented in dreams and I was about to express myself to
the sibling in loud and nasty terms. The question is: Which came
first? The emotion or the dream? Did having anger give rise to a
dream where it could be acted out, or did the situation in the dream
produce the anger?
Either way, the trick will be not to let the residual irascibility
multiply and go forth!