Run and Scream!

How fast can you run?

Everytime, I am low and lonely, I’d just close my eyes and this vivid and strikingly colored barren land surfaces in my head. It’s cracked all over, from horizon to horizon. As if some deserted planet. Wind is blowing fast and I am running.. just running.

Along with the wind. To nowhere. Just me and wind.
There is no fear, there is no one chasing me. There is no one luring me. And yet I am running with all my might. Tears are rolling down in a stream. Am not sure, if that is because of gushing wind or because of hapless fate.

And then suddenly it changes to an edge of cliff, with dark gray clouds drawing in. Night sky, which could have been star studded, if it wasn’t for those grim clouds.
I just want to scream my heart out! Every single word of hate. Every single flavor of frigid feeling!

And yet, when I open my eyes, same stupid glimmiring screen stares back at me. Blankly. All I can see, is some lines written incoherently in sudued contrast and colors.

I am still yearning to run. Am still longing to scream.
and yet once again, all I can hear is, @tom.. focus!

What if for a moment I don’t want to act “sane” and what if I don’t want to “fucking” focus!