I came home in a terrible mood tonight ignited by terrible drivers. So I hid in the bedroom with my laptop and buried myself chin deep in estimates of lavish floral descriptions inspired by Dutch & Flemish painters. No one likes a person when they're irrationally angry at the world, waving their fist in the air at nothing with a scowling face. Sometimes shutting the door and not allowing anyone in (except for a certain kitten who likes to nap as I type my proposals out) is good for the creative soul. Suffice to say, now I am in a better mood.