Where you just want to go to the roof and lie down and just feel the breeze while lying on the edge ?
Take the car out for a spin, go on the highway, push the engine to it's limits and the let go of the steering wheel and let fate take it's course ?
Wondered what it would be like to jump of the roof and float through the air, weightless like an feather, before your body crumpled into the ground ?
Wanted to hug your family and cry. Out of gratitude for everything. And for failing to be a better son and brother ?
Wanted to kiss that one person who sits across from you in the bus while going to office, next time you see her. Without feeling any attraction. And let the chips fall where they may ?
Felt like screaming. At the top of your voice. Until you can scream no more. Until your throat feels like the fires of hell have sprung from within ?
To just start running and keep running without a goal or a thought, just keep running in the false hope that you can leave everything behind and be alone, just be you and your body ?
To hate your reflection and punch the mirror, letting each glass shard slice your wrist and feel the blood trickle between your fingers ?
Wanted to get into a fight with a total stranger. And just pummel him. See his confused face disappear beneath your fists as it is replaced by a blurred mess of blood and tissue and tendons ?
Just stand in the middle of a railway track with your arms stretched out and feel the horn grow louder and louder until you feel the inevitable thud ?
It's one of those days.
