In the midst of a heated discussion, most do not have enough emotional intelligence to make a good or bad decision. Blessed are those who do. I don't know if I have it, but I almost committed a crazy act.

In the middle of the argument that started out as a trifle and intensified, I was so energized by the blood that I took the first penetrating sharp object I could get my hands on and approached it, I was so close to committing madness if I had not seen myself in the reflection of its eyes.