On the drive to California I had to spend 4 hours passing through the state of Misery.
unable to take back words. sigh.
not necessarily physical or emotional or spiritual. but usually all three.
"Dear God, why, why, why, why!" *bangs head on floor* "Please God save me from this misery!"
or more at peace with the misery. *silent.face full of misery.attempting a smile.
"Oh no, he just ate 3 McDonald's cheeseburgers and a box of fish sticks. Barricade the door and febreze the air before the misery engulfs us all in a wave of stink!"