I am an asshole sometimes, I know that. At the time it's going down though it feels so good. I guess that's mindless rage. Here is the deal: I own my side of the road. I need to stop lashing out. He needs to meet me somewhere in the middle. I love the guy. I am a lovely person. He is a responsible cool man who needs to relax on focusing all his attention on paying bills and finishing his book. We can do this.