a storm is brewing again, i can feel it. emotional eating, my skin allergies acting up, my temper flaring and now, road rage. just a few hours ago while diving home, a tricycle almost clipped me as i passed a busy intersection. he obviously tried to cut into traffic and thought that he was fast and agile enough to give everyone the slip. unfortunate for him, he had me of all people to contend with. he evaded collision and kept to the inner lane by the island but not after screaming a crisp "putang ina mo!" at me. having my radio off the drive home saved his life, i have to say, since the quiet had kept me relatively calm the entire trip. i certainly would not have wanted to know what would have happened if i gave in to my building agitation caused by listening to trance, my music of choice sometimes especially on a busy day. this neanderthal's crass outburts however still required me to return the gesture, explecitives though are not my thing. instead, i decided to put down my window. the the humid air immediately rushed in as i was still driving. i put my arm out and from my rear view mirror, made sure his eyes were at me, my car and my extended arm. i then i gave him the finger. i waved it at his stupid, moronic, despicable face and kept it up long enough hoping that his good-for-nothing brain grasps, even if just an iota, of how stupid he really is. apparently, my finger gestured to more than just one person as cars kind of slowed down around me, either finding my little show amusing or they were staying clear of me as i looked visibly irked. i kept my finger up a while longer until i put my hand back in and held the wheel again so i could make my turn.
that would have probably been the highlight of my day. it felt good actually.