bristled with anger, I stormed out. I didn't know what to do or where to go but I had to get out of there. even with the cool air and the sight of the vast night sky that greeted my presence I still felt very suffocated. suffocated with disbelief, at the audacity. my mind was cluttered with rage and in between all that mayhem my agape boots were butchering my feet. the surface of the road was uneven so I had to slow down. blithering to myself helped ease the tension a bit but it wasn't enough. in this moment all I could think of was the worst taunts possible. so provoke, I did. whatever justification that came my way seemed so vague, give me something concrete for once. I waited. it felt like weeks has passed but in truth it has only been three days. such drama queens we are. by this time I'm already back inside, sitting at the edge of my bed staring at my clock and contemplating with myself. I always hate this feeling, this wave of anxiety. makes me feel somewhat neurotic. either I go or I wait some more but what is wait when you're already so restless? from the past, me acting impulsively cost me the worst heartache of my life but that night was the total opposite. surprisingly. I will never forget how beautiful the drizzle was that covered akleh highway & the song that filled the darkness with light.


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