Is it sour? Bitter? Spicy? A combination?
I’ve dwelt on this since the attempted showing/sale of our boat some time ago.
And made a startling discovery.
It tastes and smells like Listerine mouthwash.
Which I detest.
Worse, it’s like a storm cloud hanging over my head.
AND IT WON’T GO AWAY!
I woke early the morning after the catastrophic incident.
Grumpy after a restless night.
Got up. Made Coffee. Looked at my lived-in, homely, messy boat.
Decided the would-be buyers didn’t deserve it.
Grabbed pen and paper. Started writing. And made another startling discovery.
As I wrote the cloud lifted. The sun was coming up. The smell and taste of my coffee took care of the lingering Listerine.
And I thanked God for the gift and ability to vent on paper.
Cyber hugs and Blessings to All who read this. Even if you’re not a blogger, don’t ever discount the value of keeping a journal. You can tell it what you like; say it as it is, and no-one will criticize or nay say you.
A wonderful alternative is to write yourself a letter.
Just make sure you keep it hidden from prying eyes!