Today I wanted to scream, I wanted to scream in every possible direction. I wanted to call bullshit on all that stinks,
I wanted to scream!
Then I had a moment of clarity and calm then realize okay, maybe I was just being a panicked hag. Then before you knew it I wanted to scream. Today I wanted to scream!
I wanted to scream at the lady who had her feet on the luas seats. At my luas card for being faulty causing me to tap it 5 fucking times before it worked, which meant I had to spend an extra 5 minutes in the shitty cold. I wanted to scream at everyone around me acting juvenile and expect me to be the bigger one. I wanted to scream for all the things I can’t mention here.
Then I checked my bank account and saw money I wasn’t expecting. Bingo! I called the hospital to pay a bill only to be told I didn’t have to pay it, Bingo! I wanted to scream and for the first time it was a scream for Joy! So I screamed because somethings are better out than in. An the small things are just as important as the big things.