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Night-Walking

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Greengirl Nov 06, 2003 09:53 Read 49 times, Dig?
I decided I needed an escape, so I stepped out into the cold thinking that the darkness and quiet would bring me some sort of peace.  Maybe the cold on my face would bring me the revelation I needed or the wind would whisper exactly what I wanted to hear right into me ear.  There was a little yellow leaf that seemed intent on coming with me as it clung to my shoelace like someone trying to persistently make me feel better.  But I wanted to be by myself because I didn't need anyone, I didn't want anyone, so I shook my foot and left the leaf behind, disappointed.  It was dark.  The streetlights were sporatic.  There was one that flickered helplessly on the corner and it made me think of the city.  A dog barked and it hurt my feelings because I just knew he was yelling at me.  It was quiet then.  Until I suddenly became aware of a car approaching me from behind.  I let my imagination run wild and could have sworn, just by the sound of that engine, that I was about to be the victim of a drive-by shooting.  My heart beat faster and faster until the car passed me by, apathetically.  The wind picked up just as I walked past the weeping willow, lifting its branches toward me, reaching out to me.  I pretended not to notice.  A wind-chime sprinkled the quiet air with a magical melody and I looked up just in time to see tiny snowflakes in the streetlights.  I smiled and thought maybe that was the sign I was looking for.  But the smell of a fire drifted out of a chimney and made me long to be somewhere else.  There was one tree that was particularly loud in the wind, and the noise forced me to look up at it.  I thought to myself, "what makes you so special" and got the impression that the tree was asking me the exact same thing.  There was a big white dog curled up in a ball on the grass and I stared at it, longing for it to look up at me.  I was disappointed when it acknowledged that it heard me with only a non-chalant glance over its shoulder.  I heard sirens in the distance and amused myself pretending I was some criminal on the run.  I smiled a sinister smile and walked even slower in the comfort of knowing that they would never catch me.  But my smile faded as I shuffled my feet through the leaves just to hear them rustle.  I walked home straight into the wind the whole way.  The cold air snapped at my face as if it were trying to break me.  But I would not be broken because I was determined that nothing could break me.  Sometimes the wind was so loud and ferocious that I began to believe that even it was frustrated with me for not listening as well as I could have.  When I reached the bridge, the railings appeared as bars of a jail cell.  And suddenly, I could no longer tell if the wetness on my cheeks was from snowflakes... or tears.
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