3.9.00

    If I could be anywhere right now, I'd be on a sun-soaked, breezy, wide open field of golden grasses far, far from my fellow man. I would yell and scream and shout. I would open up my mouth and let loose a rush of sound the likes have never been heard before. I'd shout until my lungs gave out and then I'd shout some more. I'd throw my head back and vault a sound up to the heavens. I'd close my eyes and drift in the noise. I wouldn't dance. I wouldn't stomp. I wouldn't cry. I need to let all my energy out through my throat and voice. I have a tremendous amount of energy. Nervous energy. Anxious energy. Creative energy. Wild energy. This makes me neither happy nor sad nor, even, contemplative. It just is. I'd give anything to really shout. Shout until I'm done. And, when I'm done, I'll sit, close my eyes and really listen to the quiet. Really listen.