Empty Driving Licence

on how to release anger

Many residents of large cities are subjugated by the stress and traffic (both, without doubt, they feed on). In this brief review, Griselda Rodriguez shows the case of Maria Fernanda Pelaez, who frightens drivers who dare to cross into your lane, as a safety valve.
A María Fernanda
not seem so terrible to be on the brink of insanity because he does not realize. He said "though I hate the cars, my anger has no explanation, as I know it's temporary," and went on to detail the persecutions starred this week with his new car. "I do not know if that is new, represented by the stupidity or simply because I had a week of hell, took the mobility and diseased nerves to get even with others, "he explains and sentence," there is nothing more annoying than a bad driver. "
The first persecution occurred at Orizaba. Maria Fernanda was late in search of her boyfriend ("Jalapa and do not know why, I never got to the house"). It was dark, the sky tight, dense, infernal slumber of the storm which threatens to total valemadrismo days ("never condescends to a drop before May, but still the expectation that there fuck you"). His neck was a monolith, erratic breathing, pulse insane. I had not had a good day. "Then from nowhere appeared a narcissus Lotus spend trying to hit my left mirror," says excessive. Honked and burned to death with your high beams. When high turned green (because it had fallen behind the car, the dent mm) chased him into a corner facing the square Rio de Janeiro, to leave after the attack. "The Lotus ran down the left and I had no time to lose, I had to go to the right," he explains simply. Maria Fernanda recalls that for some glimmer of lucidity poked his madness, he realized that he was acting like a criminal, so I stopped a block from the house of her boyfriend. "I was terror that my state of tension to realize who I am."
Who is Maria Fernanda? Only reaches five feet in height and has a candid look, it seems so light and innocent all his goodness for granted. She sees it differently, is retaliating with the same pride to the city that devours.
cars are alive, full of character, he explains. "When you assume manage nature. Some will want to fall sympathetic but are hypocrites, like the Mini Cooper, "he says, as if it were reasonable," others, like the Beetle, they are like cockroaches for their erratic movements. " Yours, a Peugeot 306, is unpleasant. It has slanted eyes, dilated pupils and expression of anger. So handle it so well.
Another afternoon, in the same week, Maria Fernanda left work in a terrible mood. He went to the circuit and a van pedantic, a Honda, tried crush. "I could not help it, went into my lane" is justified before relating his new hunt. He made light and accordingly, you lied to the mother, but he or they could not hear. In that chest feels ultra shielded either a god. So he proposed to go behind him in what remains of the road, drive them crazy with lights, corner them until they regret. Followed by the circuit and turned on the side to enter Reforma, Lomas address. The high in the Reform and Mahatma Gandhi was right behind his goal. Her purse was open in the passenger seat. He took some pills and ate them with the cold and brutal expression of a psychopath. "I do not know if my mechanical motion or simple paranoia of my persecuted at one point responded," continues. They were two men. He saw a movement, a silhouette in the darkness, the copilot, who rose from his seat at the rear. He thought that the fifth would destroy his car door again. Instead he saw lying in the back seat and the driver off the bag. So let's see. Just saw the hand of driver when covered with the bag, without looking back, which was hidden and sudden starts the truck to U-turns for Reform and retrace his steps. Maria Fernanda says
practicing yoga twice a week and attend sessions promptly at Buddhist Meditation Center City, activities that have failed to take his next goal of the head: "This week I have not pursued anyone, the peripheral me flame. "

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Brief comment on the optimism of the care cars and how to annihilate July

Antonia de Padua (Tlaxcala, 1968) is a columnist for the magazine Felines and author of the book early trials on the pursuit of unhappiness and the human condition (Editorial Zarathustra, 1987). In this installment, Antonia shares her personal view on the injustice of the optimism of the care cars and bitterness it impossible to aspire to the same as the tormented intellectual.

is inevitable meeting with Luis, a car care Roma. Lanza effusive greetings, raises his eyebrows and smiles with enthusiasm and grace, as if to show not only that its size may hostile sympathy, but there are cultivated in the most ethereal and delicate.
"Do not confuse optimism with joy. Optimism does not always lead to a joy expressed but provides peace of mind to the person, and that peace provides serene beauty that illuminates the personality, "says www.mundobelleza.com, and despite the complacent tone, I begin to believe: Luis is anything but beautiful, but will hopefully smile" illuminates the personality, "even if they have been shaped by a relentless series of misfortunes. Living on the streets, has children scattered throughout the City, some of which do not cover even the category of unknown. Its origin is uncertain and is likely to even know the year of birth. Because of the zeal with which it could be considered a drinker intoxicated by genetic inheritance.
"How are you, you say, I have here a young, sandwiched excited when I bend down the alley Guaymas, and even though I always reply "No thanks, I'll pass", I loose a smile, now more optimistic than happy, which seems to represent from the mouth, eyes and lack of teeth, a hymn to life, a celebration of the existence entirely unreasonable.
"The rich, beautiful, nice, with good training and good work can live in a state of false optimism," says the site above. Now I understand. And I'm glad because it means that there is still hope for many of us.
days later I go to the psychologist. Silvio gets me, the car looks. It is even more optimistic and seemingly more fortunate than Luis: fifties, plump, thin mustache, full dentures and eyeglasses simile Roy Orbison, hello, I opened the car door and said in all innocence that at this time the birds are happy because they can bathe in the fountain in the garden of the office and every day appears a hummingbird that instead of trying to sink into the water to cool, it stops in the air looking obsessively Hills Medical Group words printed on a lapidary steel rectangle.
"appears at about 12," says Silvio complicity with a child, "he stares at the poster, then walking from corner to corner and back again to stop in front of the sign." The look Silvio in his absurd dream begins to worry. "Hummingbirds are rather worried about animals," he explains, and then throws its argument mortal: "I think he wants to learn to read." I guess the comment is not meant to start any friendship, but seeks to fill the gap of my hopes to make it less uncomfortable that coexistence shortly. I smile and say, "Maybe I can read and therefore stops here." Silvio turns his head, seriously. I feel bad person. Entered the office, when I leave, do not see it.
do not know the personal circumstances of Silvio, but let me be guided by its peaceful and sustained ingenuity, almost could ensure that lives happily in an enchanted forest. "Optimistic people go beyond the actual data to focus first on the positive circumstances" exclaimed the ladies page. Reconsidered. Not only have I seen off the odious cynicism credulous fantasy of this good man, but I find I had no chance of contaminating Louis. Then I go to my car. Back to Chapultepec, took the streets of Guaymas.