I'm a high school student, living in a house on the eastern coast of USA, within earshot of the ocean.
I drink lots of water, and on nearly every school-night, I finish my homework just a bit before midnight.

So, nearly every night at about midnight, I quite need to urinate.

So, nearly every night at about midnight, I relieve myself.

I quietly unlock the back door to my house, walk outside onto the deck in my bare feet (no matter the temperature or weather), stand against the side of the deck, unzip my pants, and piss over the edge, over a small patch of my lawn and into the woods.

And I see the clouds/mist/clear, starry sky, and I sometimes see the moon, and I sometimes see lights on in the houses across the pond nearby. And I always hear the sound of the waves breaking at the shore.

And all is perfect, for about forty seconds.

I then walk back inside, quietly lock the back door, go upstairs to my bedroom, undress, and warm my generally cold feet in my warm bed.

Nightly, I experience the most beautiful moment of my life.


And all is perfect until my mom slaps me awake in the morning, screaming, "You'd better not make me late!"
(Corn Dog, Mon 14 Mar 2005, 5:21, Reply)