Don’t you ever feel that way? Like you just need to let it all out and scream really loud? That’s how I feel right now.
I can’t help but think of that scene in Pretty Little Liars when Hannah’s mom takes her to some place where she can throw plates at a wall to let out her anger? I need a real place like that. Do they even exist?
5 minutes later (SpongeBob narrator voice)… apparently there used to be one in San Diego that closed called “Sarah’s Smash Shack“, and I’ve just stumbled on another in Dallas, still open if the website is correct, called the “Anger Room“.
WHY isn’t there one in NYC? The hub for hidden anxiety, stress, and frustration?! Hmmmm….
Slippers & Vino 
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