Catharsis

This is like a video wanting to be viral. That's my first thought of it. xD

It's just, what's the point? What's the deeper meaning of this? o.o The glorified description of the peeing is just something you'd skip in any prose/poem, unless it resembles something or have another interpretation other than the transparent physical activity.

But then again, looking up the definition of catharsis, I can see how you're trying to make it as something that releases your emotions, because it's kind of true that when you have the urge, you just can't be patient and you don't care about others as long as you get what you should get.

However, this plausible connection isn't in the story. Instead of focusing on catharsis and peeing, we are directed to paragraphs of movements, from the bus, the street, to the house. My only wonder is why doesn't he use the restaurant's toilet instead. I'm pretty sure those are public enough to be used, and isn't far away from the bus stop (usually). But I dunno, the setting here might be different from what I've seen in my place.

And that is all! I'm sorry I can't review this long. The crepe is still the best, by the way, which means no Like here. >.> Keep improving!

Hey, outvaders! I'm here for a quick review.

I have to say, this was an interesting short story. It very much dealt with the physical feeling of catharsis, as opposed to the emotional one. Other than that, I'm not sure if there's really that much to say. Before I read this, I very much thought it was going to deal with the emotional aspect (or at least tie that into the physical) so this was surprising to say in the least. I don't really have any strong thoughts on this one way or the other; I'm not quite sure what the original intent for this story was or what it was trying to accomplish, other than just describing the act of urinating.

Given the limited amount of words and how the word count itself looks purposeful, I'm not quite sure what to suggest to remain within those bounds with just simply editing, so I don't know if a rewrite would be in order.

he pleaded the bus driver.

"Wait fifteen minutes 'till the next stop," was the cold reply.

Unleashed upon the ivory throne was the long-awaited glorious golden shower, ephemeral yet everlasting in its pleasure.

Hello!
Can I just say that this is a pretty dang relatable.
Other than that, though, I'm not sure if this has a lot going for it. But relatability is something to strive for, for sure.

You have some... very awkward and questionable word choice in here. for example: "blasted into the bathroom" and the first sentence does not give me the picture of needing to use the bathroom. I read the first sentence, and then checked for a rating, thinking this was headed in a very different direction.

Ok so the bus (I'm assuming it's like, a city bus and not like, a long-distance bus?) takes FIFTEEN MINUTES?!?! to get to the next stop? That seems way too long for a city bus.

Also, the guy gets onto the CURB of the SIDEWALK and then has to dart through traffic? Are cars driving on the sidewalk or something?

"breaking forth from a hole in the dam" this wording seems... unfortunate. May I suggest simply "breathing through a dam"?

This ending is a little distasteful and over-dramatic. I'd have been satisfied with a "he ran to the bathroom, slamming the door. Soon after: sweet relief." or something less graphic.
Also, I feel like the story would've been more effective if the audience was led to believe that he needed to get home for some other reason. Don't fully lie, but mislead and misdirect. That way the ending can be a twist. As it is, the only point I can see in this story is just providing something relatable. But do we really need this sensation put in writing? I feel like we don't.

Anyway, I hope this helped.
Keep writing!
~fortis