eyebrow raised, other twitching

It was a stressful weekend -- my anger boiling to a point of wanting to act out, so I walked about 3 hours. I walked in areas where I have never been and saw a few neat things, but mostly just thought and felt. I startled two rabbits from their creek-side burrows Apart from them, the birds, and one cat, I saw nothing of much interest. I did see some very-well hidden businesses that would not be seen by local passerbys as they were off a side street and lacked very large signs. One street had wonderfully lazy road crews tar and gravel the road without removing the manhole covers, so -- they are permanently fixed. Smart, really smart.

The next day, still frustrated as the problem didn't go away really, I walked about 3 some miles and saw a curious raccoon, bewildered by my intrusion, but slowly crawled away into a "safer" spot -- a cover under a bridge. I did not have my camera, but with my slow movements likely put less stress on the animal as I backed up a bit then walked away from it. It looked at me as if I were about to scold it.

-- to protect identity, no gender terms are intentionally used --

When I got back I got a call from my friend. She had sad, bad news. Another friend at work, kid, had too much stress and lost it at work, hyperventilating that person went to hospital. That person was discharged the same night. I drove up (to another city) to see that the patient was already gone. I am happy that person got to leave.

My friend who called, reporting this, also had a hell of a weekend. In all -- my stress and anger are ill-suited for my minimal stress. Others, well-deserving a reprieve were granted none. In perspective -- I wish I had carried their load -- their hell with me as I walked. My feet, smearing the mud of wasted and of ill with each step -- eventually empty of most of my load.