Tongue Slip

Karioke club

You know what they say about running and hiding? 

Yep

I did run alright. In fact I got away with out being spotted by anyone.

So what did I do after that?  You ask me.

I'll answer that like I'll answer anything you want to know.

I went to Carlie's.

That us now that necessarily true. And so will be my answers.

I more of snuck in again and took with me a skateboard I got from a stranger.  No one was going to notice it missing because no one knew of it so it was my escapade car this time.

The only give away I left was taking a guitar that used to belong to Carlie...she does not play much this days.

I, on the other hand,  do so as much as I change my bed sheets.  Trust me it's frequent.

I draped the guitar over my shoulder and positioned myself on the skateboard.

Because I knew that my absence from the nurses room was already discovered, I went fast and in between lanes so that I don't run into any of them.

Within no time...actually another slip of the tongue... Sorry...

Aw I was saying... In approximately five or less minutes, I was at my area of destination.

I flipped the skateboard up earning a perfect grab in between my left arm and body.

Like everything else was perfect.

I glanced behind me for a second before making my way into the thick grass undergrowth and a slight bush that had formed after no body bothered to come around.

Personally, I had jot fine here ever since it happened. I guess I was alitle shaken...sorry another slip...after it happened... Like everyone else.

Please do not ask me to explain what I'm talking about because:

1; I'm not ready to talk about it ...yet.

2; I want to keep the amazing suspense.

3; I'll yell you when I'm ready.

4; i deserve my privacy.

5; I want to he different... Good different... Mysterious good...you know what I mean?

I'll not try to keep boring you.

I trudge on as the silence away from the cars and buildings and congestion fades and is replaced by the cool serene soft breeze of the beauty of mother nature.

In a way I want to o relate the peace here as related to "her" or maybe its the memories that are deep down buried.

I sigh wishing that I would have come earlier....

I slumped down in the middle of nowhere.

Know what they say about nowhere?

Nope?

You..

That leaves me to tell you..

"Sometimes... You find yourself of nowhere... And sometimes.. In the middle of nowhere... You find yourself.."

Let's see what my destiny is...find myself in the middle of nowhere...or find myself in the middle of nowhere.

I sigh as I hold the guitar in position.

I look around.

And sigh.

Then I started playing a random tune.