A day stuck in the snow

It's been almost 4 hours since I've been stuck in the traffic. It's

weird that I'm actually not going crazy (yet). According to the GPS

I'm 2 miles away from my house... Can you imagine? I can run that

distance in 17 minutes but right now there's nothing I can do about

it. I want to look at the positive side. I've had time to say hi to people that normally I don't have the time to do it.

I can hear cars honking at each other like crazy, I don think that's

going to help them at all, there's no way to move! This is definitely

crazy enough to drive people nuts. I wonder how come it hasn't gotten

into my nerves just yet. I'm patience for some things and not for

others... I wonder what things I have more patience for...

Anyway, have you notice that in a situation like this you start

wishing to be in a different place? I wanted to get home 4 hours ago

so I could watch a soccer game (Barcelona) and two hours ago I wished

I could be lying on the couch drinking a hot cup of coffee while

watching TV... But now I'm enjoying the moment, being stuck in traffic

and listening to the music, looking at the snow piling up, looking back at

the person in the car next to me. She must think I'm crazy since I'm

smiling and singing. 

4 hours ago I felt the urge to go the bathroom

but I had to wait since I'm in the middle of nowhere surrounded by

cars and people walking home. They decided to leave their cars behind

and start a journey that it seems adventurous. 2.5 hours ago my

bladder was about to explode into million of pieces so I started to

think...

Think Alejandro think, I could just got off the car and use that tree

but I'm pretty sure those cars would see me and those too, and the

rest of the twenty cars behind them. Bad idea! Think Alejandro

think...

Wow I really like this song... I feel so untouched now... Na na na na

Damn it! Oh my stomach hurts so bad I have to pee, there's no other

option, even though if I try to think about something else my blather

is too full to even move outside. Why did I have to drink all that

water... Alejandro focus, focus! Find a solution...

I have a bottle of water next to me but it's full... I could just

spill out all the water outside and use it. Wouldn't that be too

obvious? The rest of the people would think: look at that guy! He's

going to use that bottle I'm sure! I couldn't have that accusation

against me. Oh God... I'm going to die if I don't do anything. Ok time

to drink all this water and then to use the bottle, fuck it.

Gulp gulp gulp... Ahhhh! Now zipper down and ... Awwwwwwwwww yeah...

Oh yeah... Oh my god it's getting full... It's getting full...

Ahhhh... Finish, finish, finish.... Yesssss! Score! Dancing time!

Now I gotta make sure nothing spilled, nope. What to do with this

thing now? I'm going to put it here...

That is the story of how I survived and my bladder lived happily ever after.

The end.