Lately I've had the ill fortune of dealing with some hot-heads. When it gets hot this summer they are likely to get hotter. Though it is a mean thing to say, I sorta hope they burn in hell this summer. Though I know this is an awful thing to think. They have made me angry and even burnt me. So in the heart of me I can't find it within me to wish them well. I wish they suffer for what suffering they have caused me. I am just a human being, and so I can be a bit sick. I wouldn't want to be an angel either, yet I feel sort of wrong sending darkness their way. Perhaps I will forgive them, perhaps not, but they are probably not worth bothering my mind about.
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