Your Rage Place

This afternoon I noticed my external hardrive was missing a lot of my documents. My hard work, my dedicated compositions and plans, all gone and there was no way to recover it. What’s worse? I realized this in public. So as much as I wanted to do this:

 or at the very least slam my head into a pillow of frustration (they exist and are fluffy and understanding),

I had to do this:

To quote Santana,

The Steelers are rocking it out tonight so I’m cooling off. I want to know, what takes you to your rage place? Also, who loses documents anymore, honestly? Comment below!