The camera adjusts three or four times as she talks, and on each occasion, she twitches momentarily, betraying tiny flashes of aristocratic irritation.
" Now let us go home, and never mind Aunt March today. We can run down there any time, and it's really a pity to trail through the dust in our best bibs and tuckers, when we are tired and cross."
Because you and pretty much every other animal is made up of incredibly complex, feisty, fidgety systems that need to be kept apart to some extent if they're going to get anything done.
Frank Sinatra sings about having " spring fever." This is not a real sickness. It is a feeling of restlessness or excitement brought on by the coming of spring.
You can hate-read books (better yet, a series of books), hate-listen to a maddening podcast, hate-scroll a social media feed that makes you stabby with superiority.
" Misergonia" (colloquial shorthand: desk rage) is the name hereby bestowed on the eye-gougingly deep irritation triggered by certain aspects of office life.