The ... are killing me

I want to go for a walk right now, but I don't want to go walking alone. Calling someone up is silly, no one will want to go out now. It's not so much the need for physical exercise, but just the need to get out of here. I have permanent wanderlust, I get so frustrated being in one place all the time. I guess that's why my car feels more like home to me than any other place. This build up of anger and frustration and dissappointment is going to explode sometime. I don't express anger as fully as I should.