I'm A Gremlin

Sometimes, if I think about it, I come to realise that I'm a bit like a
Gremlin. Now, I know that Roald Dahl coined the phrase, but I always
associate the term with the Steven Spielberg series. I think the film
was every child of the 80's obsession, for about a week...but it gave
me nightmares. The thought that something so cute and fluffy could
transform into something so scaly and horrible...well, it made me look
at my dog in a whole new light. Anyhow, lately I recognised my
mood-swings are a bit like this fictional creature. I go from being
sublime, cute (not fluffy) and lovable to completely destructive. I
would smash things if I actually had vases to smash. I think that's
why I really identified with the more macabre Hindu deities, when I was
growing up in Natal. I remember watching the firewalking festivals and
devotional piercings, while my mother tried to explain why the people
were doing these things. I'm not for a moment suggesting that
firewalking should be a form of therapy for people with destructive
moods...but maybe the Pagans had a point when they had big, impressive,
communal bonfires. Anyway, I've been a complete disaster lately...I
can't even write properly...arrrrgh.