Humor Me

Waiting

Adeline

I awoke the next day with a massive headache that I couldn't shake. I slowly picked myself up from the bed and slugged my way to the my worthless excuse of a bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw my face was puffy from the crying and my eyes were still red. I sighed just wanting to stay inside and cry some more but something told me that I should push myself to go out today. Deciding to listen to the little urge, I brushed my teeth, washed my face, pulled  my hair back into a little ponytail and got dressed in my favorite black turtleneck a pair of dark blue jeans and combat boots. On the way out, I grabbed a hat and my keys and moments later I was out on the street.

The cold air was refreshing, but at the same time it stung my freshly teared eyes. I didn't know where I was going, nor was I paying attention I just kept walking and walking; I was stuck in my own thoughts. It wasn't until it was too late that I realized I subconsciously walked to the café, though once I realized I quickly turned the other way and left. The café was the last place I wanted to be right now, it was the last place that I could be. I decided to walk into the park instead and to try my best to get lost inside, all I wanted right now was to not exist and that's what I fully intended to do. Not exist.

After about fifteen minutes of walking and taking all the opposite turns of the ones I usually make in the park, I ended up in this area of the park I've never seen before. It wasn't as secluded as my usual spot but it was definitely warming and welcoming. I looked around at the many trees in the area and found a big oak, which I decided would be the best to sit by.  Walking over to the tree, I sat down and leaned against its big old trunk. By this time, many of the leaves have already fallen so there was a nice pile collected in the perfect pattern.  Thus making the area I decided to sit in the perfect place because of how soft it was. It was quite cozy might I add.

Once I sat down, I pulled out my IPod began to listen to "Take Me To Church" by Hozier. I felt it was appropriate considering what just recently happened and how I currently felt. Putting my IPod on full blast, I leaned back against the tree, closed my eyes and began humming the song, and soon enough singing it out loud.

"Take me  to Church,

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies,

I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife,

Offer me that deathless death,

Good God, let me give you my life,"

As tone deaf as I knew I was I continued to sing anyway, its not like anyone could hear me where I was, at least I hope not. 

Soon enough the song ended and I decided to put it on replay because I couldn't think of a better song to listen to right now. Not too long after I drifted off into a sleep after getting tired of constantly singing the song, though I continued to listen as I slept.

There I was, sleeping, under the big oak tree, with no awareness of my surroundings what so ever.