True Story
I was a boyscout once.
My favorite part was learning how to tie a variety of intricate knots.
Over under, through the loop, out around, and up again.
You could tie them up so tight that they could never undo themselves even if they tried, or you could tie them loose so with just a gentle tap the ropes would cascade down to oblivion.
Those were the days.
I thoroughly enjoyed today, I found my comfort zone and Gina showed us a poem by Shel Silverstien that was pretty tight. Short sweet and to the point.
Later in the night was a different story.
A strange man followed me home from Brittany's house tonight, all the way into my driveway.
I quickly locked my doors and opened my garage door so that he could see another car was in the garage and people were home.
I stayed in my car and peered out the window at him, making eye contact.
He sat and stared and I shouted "WHAT?"
no response.
"CAN YOU LEAVE?"
nothing.
"GO AWAY"
"Alright, I'm going right now."
Although he said that, his car proceeded to sit.
"BYE?"
Slowly backing out, he stops for a few seconds by my mail box.
He left.
My heart pounded fast and I got goosebumps.
What is this world coming to.
My favorite part was learning how to tie a variety of intricate knots.
Over under, through the loop, out around, and up again.
You could tie them up so tight that they could never undo themselves even if they tried, or you could tie them loose so with just a gentle tap the ropes would cascade down to oblivion.
Those were the days.
I thoroughly enjoyed today, I found my comfort zone and Gina showed us a poem by Shel Silverstien that was pretty tight. Short sweet and to the point.
Later in the night was a different story.
A strange man followed me home from Brittany's house tonight, all the way into my driveway.
I quickly locked my doors and opened my garage door so that he could see another car was in the garage and people were home.
I stayed in my car and peered out the window at him, making eye contact.
He sat and stared and I shouted "WHAT?"
no response.
"CAN YOU LEAVE?"
nothing.
"GO AWAY"
"Alright, I'm going right now."
Although he said that, his car proceeded to sit.
"BYE?"
Slowly backing out, he stops for a few seconds by my mail box.
He left.
My heart pounded fast and I got goosebumps.
What is this world coming to.