I was told by a tarot card reader (who in my mind was undoubtedly the long lost twin of the Oracle from the Matrix), that I had a lot of pent up anger. Apparently jumping up and down on my bed and screaming was exactly what I needed...I didn't have anything to lose so I gave it a crack. Within the first 4 jumps, I accidentally double bounced (like you would try to do to your little brother on a trampoline as a kid to make him fall). I pulled a muscle I had no idea existed, which made me scream even louder than first planned, and also made me even angrier than before I started...Now I just jump for fun (very carefully), over puddles and black tiles in shopping complexes. I find fist-punching the air works better for me..
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