I got up early so that I could go to the store and buy some food for the fridge, I made sure to buy canned stuff and other things that didn't have to be refridgerated. I'm kinda preparing for something big to happen, like the apocalypse or something, cause of all the wierd stuff that's happened lately. The storms have been getting worse, my rain catcher gets fuller every day. Its a good thing I live on the fourth floor in case of a flood.
On the way back from one of several trips to the grocery store, as I was putting my key in the door, a man knocked me over along with all my cans and boxes of food. As my precious resources rolled away, the man began to run away without an apology. It wasn't worth the effort to chase him down; I cursed my luck, I would probably have to make another trip to the grocery store to replace all the broken cans. As I got up and was bending to pick up my food, I heard the sound of elevator shoes from around the corner. I had a sudden feeling of anxiety and started to run away, leaving my food, so that I could escape from the ones coming for me. I ran down the stairs faster than I ever have before, not once lookig back. My mind was racing as I tried to think of where to go.
I figured they couldn't find me if I was in a group of people so I ran as fast as I could to the block party near work and hung out near the entrance to the liquor store. As the party started to die down, I had to find another group to hover around to avoid being caught. I decided somewhere inside would be best, so I went to the theatre. I walked casually over to the theatre, as to not draw attention to myself, ready at any moment to burst into break-neck speed at the sound of those shoes.
Luckily, I made it all the way there without being seen. As I entered the main room, I saw the man who had run into me this morning. Instead of confronting him, I followed him around in hopes of finding out who he was. His name was Lucas, a playwright hopeful, I personally hoped he never acheived this dream because of how he treated me earlier.
I left shortly after, I didn't want to pay for a play that he was a part of. I ran home as it was getting dark. On my hall I noticed that all my food was gone, there wasn't a single trace of the mess I had fled from earlier in the day. I realized I had left my key in the door earlier and that it was no longer in the lock as I entered the unlocked door cautiously. On the table I found my key and and a note that said, "You should be more careful, don't leave your key in the lock next time."
I froze with terror, they had been in my apartment. My last refuge that I thought I could keep secret. They might have planted wires or something in my walls. I decided then and there that I had to leave, only taking my valuables with me. As I collected my things, I planned where I would go, in this weather I could not sleep outside. Then I remembered something someone had said near me at the block party, there were some protesters in the field near the apartment building and that it seemed that they had an extra tent.
As I approached the group of tents in the dark, I discovered that I did not know which tent was empty. I slowly crept around listening to each tent for a sound inside. After what seemed like an hour of standing outside in the rain I found the empty tent and silently snuck in and settled in for a safe night's sleep.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
My Day Off
When I actually allow myself to sleep in, I find it impossible to do just that. This morning I woke up at 3 A.M. and could not fall back to sleep, I even tried to count sheep. Deciding to make something of my day off instead of sit in bed trying to go back to sleep all day, I got out of bed and laced up my shoes for a run. I had plenty of time after waking up so early so I opted for a long run. First, a jog around the lake and a stretch to warm up, then I ran around the park on the trails and looped Quincy to Popular to Benson to Sunset a few times.
After my run, it was around five o'clock and I went up for a quick shower before breakfast. I went to the coffee shop only to find an unopened store and a group of people waiting the "twenty-four" hour shop to open, I didn't know there were more than 24 hours in the day. Since it was still early in the day, I decided to wait for to get coffee and breakfast. As I looked around, I recognized a small middle-aged man whom I'd seen walking early in the morning before. I walked over and introduced myself.
We talked about the how the coffee shop was closed and he mentioned that he was the local detective and also owned the antique shop downtown. I, of course, joked about how it was a mystery that a 24-hour coffee shop was closed and he laughed. We kept talking until a bit before seven when he had to go open his shop, he said he'd be glad to see me again and to come around the shop sometime. I don't really know if antiques are my thing though, we'll see.
At seven, a bus tried to turn right onto Popular and stalled out. At eight thirty the bus was still there and the coffee shop was still closed. I left shortly after to find breakfast someplace else. So far my day of has not been all I thought it could be.
After my run, it was around five o'clock and I went up for a quick shower before breakfast. I went to the coffee shop only to find an unopened store and a group of people waiting the "twenty-four" hour shop to open, I didn't know there were more than 24 hours in the day. Since it was still early in the day, I decided to wait for to get coffee and breakfast. As I looked around, I recognized a small middle-aged man whom I'd seen walking early in the morning before. I walked over and introduced myself.
We talked about the how the coffee shop was closed and he mentioned that he was the local detective and also owned the antique shop downtown. I, of course, joked about how it was a mystery that a 24-hour coffee shop was closed and he laughed. We kept talking until a bit before seven when he had to go open his shop, he said he'd be glad to see me again and to come around the shop sometime. I don't really know if antiques are my thing though, we'll see.
At seven, a bus tried to turn right onto Popular and stalled out. At eight thirty the bus was still there and the coffee shop was still closed. I left shortly after to find breakfast someplace else. So far my day of has not been all I thought it could be.
Monday, October 10, 2011
My Fear of Falling
I woke up in a cold sweat; I must have been dreaming of falling again. The clock said 6:30, as good a time as ever to get up I guess. As I shuffled around the apartment getting myself ready for work, my mind wandered to my recent dreams; what did they mean? are they a sign of what's to come? No, I don't believe in any of that extrasensory bullshit. The dreams would pass, I decided, just like they always did.
After losing my keys last week, I'm not taking any chances anymore; they are attached to my pants at all times by a sturdy clip. I also noticed that my shoes were wearing down quite a bit since I had taken up running in the park so I figured it was time for a new pair. At the shoe store I found a nice pair of running shoes that were nice and cheap. On my way to work I tossed the old shoes in the trash and while walking by the clinic, tossed some coins in a homeless guy's bowl. As he hears the coins hit the bowl he utters words that nearly stopped me in my tracks, "True, it is not your fate to fall at my hands," but this man could not know the concepts of my dreams, could he?
I checked my watch and saw that I was almost late to work. As I started running up the street, I looked back to make sure the man was real and there he was clear as day. Maybe I could come back after work to ask him what he had meant when he said those words.
After losing my keys last week, I'm not taking any chances anymore; they are attached to my pants at all times by a sturdy clip. I also noticed that my shoes were wearing down quite a bit since I had taken up running in the park so I figured it was time for a new pair. At the shoe store I found a nice pair of running shoes that were nice and cheap. On my way to work I tossed the old shoes in the trash and while walking by the clinic, tossed some coins in a homeless guy's bowl. As he hears the coins hit the bowl he utters words that nearly stopped me in my tracks, "True, it is not your fate to fall at my hands," but this man could not know the concepts of my dreams, could he?
I checked my watch and saw that I was almost late to work. As I started running up the street, I looked back to make sure the man was real and there he was clear as day. Maybe I could come back after work to ask him what he had meant when he said those words.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
The Power's Out
The day started with a usual morning, way before the sunrise I woke up and shuffled into the bathroom to perform the normal duties. After finishing, and feeling a bit more refreshed, I found my way into the kitchen, the lights still didn't work, the electrical engineer for the building must still be "busy." I opened the fridge only to find an empty cave staring back at me. I decided I'd just pick up food on the way to my job at Walter's Lanes.
Down three floors and across the street to the grocery store I went (while crossing the street I notice a new smell that I don't recognize) to buy some energy bars for breakfast, and a sandwich for lunch, I hate the stuff they serve at the alley. A larger crowd at the lanes today than usual, I guess people just want to get out of the heat. Around lunchtime, I see a bunch of teens heading out of Ray's from across the street towards Walter's; I ask to take my lunch break just in time to avoid dealing with them.
The rest of the day was uneventful at the bowling lanes. At four I left for home but took a detour to visit my grandma at St. Magdeline's. While in the cemetery, I heard some crashing noises coming from the abandoned building next to the basketball courts. No one else was around so I decided to ignore the sound. I headed home but then I remembered I had no food. I went back down the flight of stairs I had just climbed and ate at the Sunset Grill next door, the attractive waitress was working her shift again. I wonder when I'll get up the guts to ask her to a movie or something. maybe next week.
After finshing my meal and paying my check I went home, ready to sleep. When I got to my room, I couldn't find my keys. I must have left them somewhere on my way between work and the apartment. It was too late to go look for them now, I knocked on my friends door across from mine, #410, and asked him if I could spend the night after explaining my situation. He said sure and I entered the room, he set up the couch for me and I fell asleep almost immediately.
Down three floors and across the street to the grocery store I went (while crossing the street I notice a new smell that I don't recognize) to buy some energy bars for breakfast, and a sandwich for lunch, I hate the stuff they serve at the alley. A larger crowd at the lanes today than usual, I guess people just want to get out of the heat. Around lunchtime, I see a bunch of teens heading out of Ray's from across the street towards Walter's; I ask to take my lunch break just in time to avoid dealing with them.
The rest of the day was uneventful at the bowling lanes. At four I left for home but took a detour to visit my grandma at St. Magdeline's. While in the cemetery, I heard some crashing noises coming from the abandoned building next to the basketball courts. No one else was around so I decided to ignore the sound. I headed home but then I remembered I had no food. I went back down the flight of stairs I had just climbed and ate at the Sunset Grill next door, the attractive waitress was working her shift again. I wonder when I'll get up the guts to ask her to a movie or something. maybe next week.
After finshing my meal and paying my check I went home, ready to sleep. When I got to my room, I couldn't find my keys. I must have left them somewhere on my way between work and the apartment. It was too late to go look for them now, I knocked on my friends door across from mine, #410, and asked him if I could spend the night after explaining my situation. He said sure and I entered the room, he set up the couch for me and I fell asleep almost immediately.
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