Bunny, Type A

...and today, I don't feel like a happy bunny.

Maybe a Slasher Bunny...
It's not like I'm angry. Very ennui.
It's like I'm standing on some sort of edge, and know I'm going to fall, this way or that - I just don't know what's on either side. They could be changing, too, for all I know. Like some surreal bridge. I have to fall, I know, but I don't know what I'll do after that. Maybe I'll float gently, maybe I'll surrender, or maybe I'll bare the fangs and claws and rip the air curtains to shreds, along with anyone who crosses me today.
Rather unpredictable.
Slasher Bunny.

Yeah, that sounds about right.