In a my-rage-is-bigger-than-your-rage world, I've always been a fan of the scream. So eloquent in its expression of frustration, so provocative, so unmistakable. There were times––especially when I was hearing a lot of screams and trying desperately to avoid them––when I wanted to scream a whole lot. 

Screams destroy my psyche when I hear them. But when I give them out, they're very healing. In the video below, you can catch me working on mine.