Cycle Rage

I've noticed recently that bicycling has made me a more confident, active, and altogether angry person. I just can't stand getting honked by cars for my legal right of riding in a lane. Two times this past weekend, I greeted honkers with a gesture that resembles a right turn hand signal, with only the center finger extended. Today, I just screamed out an obscenity a block away from Union Square, near the Blue Water Grill and several other elegant restaurants that have outdoor seating. Funny thing is, I have no idea whether the car that I expected to tell off even heard me. I might have been the foul-mouthed maniac making the streets unsafe for small children. Before taking to the road next time, I'm going to breathe and count to ten.