Adrenaline

Once in the car, I could feel myself start to shake. 

I think it was the adrenaline from the confrontation,

Mixed with the shock of everything that had happened over the last few days. 

I had different loops running through my head. 

I was re-running my conversations, 

Thinking of smarter, sassier, funnier comments I could have made.

I was angry, annoyed, hurt, and completely confused. 

I wanted to cry. I had no real reason to, but I wanted to.

I was tired and fed up. I was weary.  

I wanted to curl up and disappear for a few days. 

I wanted to get back my energy and come out ready to fight. 

I wanted to be able to smile without it seeming like an effort.