I lost my temper and yelled today. I yelled at someone who was yelling at me. We, together, were yelling on the side of the road with hazard lights flashing and horns around us honking.
I was wrong. He was too. We both knew equally that we were each wrong and each not going to back down. The rage within found voice. Gestures flew. Names were called.
Now, having had time to chill out, time to resolve the issue that caused us to be standing on the side of the road shouting, I have no anger within me.
Sometimes a good old fashioned argument solves the problem.
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