sanity?
Today was a very weird day I suppose. Everything felt a bit off, but I couldn't quite figure out what was different. As I went through my day from class to class, I listened to my disc-man and thought.
It's all I seem to do lately...think. I'm not sure if that is a good thing or bad. Or at least I didn't know, up until tonight.
I went to the park with Kimface. Which has sort have become a comfortable routine I have grown fond of.
As I sat in the slide by myself, I started to think, as usual. This time was different. I voiced my thoughts. Something I rarely do outside of my pen and paper. I went on about how I want to go from place to place and not have a care in the world. To sort of drift. To be in a place with new faces, and for them not to recognize mine. I said that I wanted to look down a road, and if I felt like it, I would follow it. As the old cliche states, "go where the road leads me".
Well, as I was explaining this to Kim, I got caught up in my mind, and started to go down the slides, and across the monkey bars, I would leap and run, and crawl, pretending they were all roads leading me somewhere. Eventually, I ran short of roads, and faced the grass, which had become the ocean. I started walking across, pretending I was crossing the sea, and over to europe. Where I ventured through England. I eventually made my way around the "world", and finally layed down on the cold ground saying, 'and then, you die'.
I then thought clearly for the first time in a very long time. We do not go to "heaven or hell", we go to our favorite place in the world. Mine, out of everywhere, is the park. As I made my way back to my "heaven", I asked Kimface, who I am sure I have probably scared, where all the angels are. I went over to the slide where I started, and sat in silence.
I thought about all I said, and all I still wanted to say. I have never shown so much passion for something as I did in that 10 or so minutes. I created my heaven. It is jere on earth, in the park that I visit so often, with Kimface, sitting on the exact same slide. Where we begin, is where we want to end...only to begin again.
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