igordog

Only about two hours of sleep under my belt the night before, andI'm caught in an hour+ of traffic.


I yawn escapes me. A loud yawn. I find myself raising the volume of the yawn, raising it's magnitude, trying to purge the fatigue from myself.

Suddenly, I found myself screaming.
Screaming... not yawning...

It felt good...

I thought, "Yeah... fuck... when was the last time I screamed?"
I screamed again... louder... more intensely...
Traffics moving faster now, but I'm looking around sheepishly for a moment to see if anybody is reacting to my screams...

I scream again and again...
Now these are powerful screams... screams that would stop a dog in it's tracks. Screams that would frighten children to panicked tears.


My throat is getting raw (it's still raw as I write this)
I scream until the pain of my throat is greater than the joy of the catharsis of screaming...

I'm smiling as I near my exit...
and another yawn escapes to the surface...


Screaming at the top of my lungs, and yawning like it didn't even happen... all in the same breath...
I'm laughing at myself... I'm laughing at the part of my brain that was encouraging me to behave like that
=)~