Dec 02, 2004 01:18
There is much to say. It has been a while.
I left my room and signed the note on the door. Everything was turned off. I drove to a quiet place.
I went exploring. I had been there before, but I bounded over the rocks all the same watching the water find its way ahead of me. I would follow obediently to see where I would end up. Strange I guess for I knew the answer already.
I saw old friends and face that I had forgotten. And I danced.
We got in the car to go back. And how we would get there would be through backroads and small towns. Until we ran into Interstate anyway. A generous police man decided to watch me pass.
And these last few days...I walked through the halls with a Christmas wreath around my waist a santa hat on my head. I walked through the same halls in darkness wondering where I would end up and who would read to me a parable. I starred in silence at a lonely flame. I watched the wax drip to the ground and the unforgiving flame made no change. And all of the things that passed through my head...
I will be writing letters tomorrow. Things must be said.
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