He gets like this every once in awhile, like he’s irritated from the inside out deep within his skin. The frustration seeps through his pores. It makes me cringe. The impulsive anger bursts out before you could ever know it was coming.
The alcohol enhances it, but he does it sober too. He tenses up every muscle, especially in his arms and neck. The shoulders hunch forward and at the same time he puffs his chest, squeezing the blood right to his face. Jackal and Mr. Hide. His true essence is nothing like that. In his right state of being he would not loose patience so quickly. The alcohol brings his fuse to the end, allowing the energy to burst like dynamite.
He’s not alone, you know. Everyone gets like this sometimes. It happens because of the pressure. It’s too heavy to handle all of the time. There has to be a release, but too often the release is done with anger. It’s funny how the more you get to know someone the more you get used to them hurting you and the more ‘normal’ it feels.