[RedDot]

Well there he is, Mr Blue, after all these years; moving in just down the block from me. I hate him with a passion and just looking at him fills me with terrible rage. The thing is, I know that there is no good reason for it.

As a kid he just bothered me. He had issues, and back in those days the school system had a habit of putting issues right out there on display. He was that kid that you dreaded having to hear read aloud for the class because he couldn't even sound out simple conjunctions. The teachers embarrassed him publicly by watching him struggle. He might have been a nice kid with a little help but instead he became a bully. If you weren't an easy target for him in his bully endeavors he would become a snitch, fingering you for various offenses that he likely committed himself. It was just one of those no-win situations where you have to just accept it and move on.

Only, I obviously haven't moved on. For whatever reason I still have issues with this guy. Only now the tables are somewhat turned... He isn't the big strong dominating force that he was back then. Not to me anyways... I'm now bigger, stronger, and very well trained. I make nice, smile, shake his hand... It's all copacetic on the outside, but inside my adrenaline is rushing, my heart is pounding, and there's a flicker of rage.

My reasonable side controls my impulses for now. I keep focused on the fact that this guy really didn't do anything to me. He never hurt me, he never really got me in any serious trouble. He made me uncomfortable and I was afraid to confront him back then. On top of that he seems like a decent guy... A loving father of beautiful children, not the overbearing jerk that I remember him as. I know what this is though; this is a tripwire and I am the trap. I have to find peace.