yawp
3 years ago
“I too am not a bit tamed—I too am untranslatable;
I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.”
10th grade, Kate and Tom and I had a screaming party. All of us (but Tom especially) were having lots of difficulties. We walked in silence through the woods to the edge of the golf course, counted to three, and screamed our lungs out.
It felt a lot better afterwards.
I’d like to do this again. Things are going pretty well, but that’s no reason not to yawp. Maybe I’ll see what Tom is up to. I haven’t heard from him in a while (which could be a good sign… or a bad one… or signify nothing whatsoever… which is more likely the case).
Sometime.
