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The Chaos Of My Weekend
Here’s a hint, it was glorious
My head was in a spin. The weekend was only half over and I already had my fill. My fill of the craziness. The noise. The chaos.
I sat there in the only refuge I could find in this house of horrors: the bathroom. The door was locked. My pants were down around my ankles as I sat on the toilet. I’d already finished my reason for being there ten minutes ago, but that was secondary. I wasn’t really there to shit. I was there to hide. Hide as long as I could. Hide until someone came looking for me.
How long would that take?
The noise was still deafening from where I sat in the rear of the house. Two doors, a bedroom and a hallway separated me from the masses, but it was still so damn noisy.
How is it even possible for them to keep this up all day? They’re like bees building a hive, they just don’t stop.
My legs were full of pins and needles. I sighed. Better get off the toilet. I stood, pulled up my pants and washed my hands. The water flow dulled the clamour from the other room a bit, but I couldn’t stay in there any longer. People will start to wonder. Maybe…
