I took a cab going home. The driver was mad and cursing the taxi he was driving. He was having an asthma attack. I’m not really sure if he had the attack because he was mad or the other way around. He even shouted at another driver and then told me “Kung van ang dala ko, dudurugin ko sya.” (If I’m driving my van now, I would have crashed him.) He was so angry at everything and everyone around him.

I was worried for him. He wasn’t fit to drive. He should have been in bed taking a rest. Then I thought to myself, if he could just calm down, maybe his asthma attack might stop. But he didn’t. He just continued cursing his taxi. Tsk, tsk. I honestly believe that our health is greatly affected by our emotional state. When we reached our place, I was happy that the ride was over. I never really liked being around angry people.