I hate everyone

Today, I hate everyone. I'm not sure what has gotten into me but it won't let me go. Maybe it's too much to do at work; maybe it's the upcoming Christmas season; maybe it's reading Turgenev; maybe it's because I had to drive a few miles to dinner; maybe it's the fact that I'm helping someone move on Sunday; maybe it's because the dog needs a bath; maybe it's because we, people, are fat, dumb, shallow, wasteful, mean, greedy, and bad; maybe I'm just broke; maybe I need to run or swim; maybe it's Christmas time again; maybe I should walk the earth; maybe it's because I'm doing laundry; maybe it's because I had two breakfasts; maybe there are too many luxury condos out there; maybe I want to be special; maybe that dumbass kid in Omaha with the gun wanting to be famous irks me; maybe I need a hug; maybe I should sail across the sea; maybe there are too many ads in recent issues of the New Yorker.

Maybe I just needed to vent.