Stretching A Bad Moment

Someone texted me a single word, and that word upset me.  The upset could have been for five minutes if I knew how to let go.  But I stretched a five minute episode into a whole day or three, with elaborate plans of how I would act towards that person, who probably was not even thinking about the instant five minutes after the text.  One day someone else talked about having this same episode.  He said, " I did not have a bad day.  I had a bad five minutes that I stretched into a whole day."  Then he talked about letting go.  What a concept.  I can stretch moments into days or until I read or hear some wisdom.  It is good to share our lives with others who are flawed but working on becoming better persons.  People like me should not try to do life alone.  In the monastery this summer, I will have to go in search of "The Flawed."  I know where to find them.