just found out i'm not the peace-loving hippy i thought i'd turned into.

some goon cruised up behind my car, both the boys were with me, right up to the bumper and turned the head-lights on full. i slowed down and let him pass.

he then slammed on his brakes and i nearly crashed into him - blood boiling now. so i sit still as he pulls away, trying to calm my lads down.

i wait till he's gone and pull away, but he waited and pulled out in front dangerously and tried to get me to stop.

by now i'm supernova nuts and ready to tear his f*cking head off, then i think how bad my boys would think of me so i passed by hoping he'd follow me somewhere so i could get the kids safe and smash his obviously small brain. i drove the whole way home thinking how i'd mash his face. i feel like a psycho now - the old me almost leaped out and scared my kids to bits by pounding some tw*t.

taking a couple of DA moments to let it go and peak at some tranquil pics. phew feeling better - a little - already.

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