I have not written in a while and I do not feel like going into detail. SO here it is, and if ye understands then hoooora for you.

(oh ps i am at RIT)

The drive was amazing, yet scary. Long travles make me antzy and unsettled in any area. THe music flowed and ran beautifully in my mind. The start, calm but becomes insreasingly horrid. I keep forgetting to breath. Random interjections of human contact cause the brain to function and sleep to rest itself int eh back of the mind. A movie calls for happy times but brings iffy figures. "Tag your it" and speedy escapes fill the air of misty night. A shadow waits on the side. THe play continues, the shadow moves away. Travel into the woods brings fear and blindness. The many creatures move violently past my face in invisable cloths. THe shadow walks on. These storys of horny gods brings understanding and slight warmth to the soul. THe waves of simple pleasure are excellent and make me smile for the time. Daylight, you cant ever relaly tell there is no light to be seen anyway. NO laps of time really can be seen inside this cave, this very lived in cave. The following night moves slowly and throws me towards a hurling fall. A once empty stomach filled by small bits of rice prepares for waves of toxic drinks to fall. The party rolls on and the drinking consumes. My friends talk, I speak, I think, but....I am not truly present. Secret drinks passed back and forth to save his mind. He doesnt want them, so i take it. I am not bothered...just stupid. The night goes on, the more the drink. Travel more is spinning and then left in the cold. Laying on cold makes me truly want the heat. Night rolls on, more drinks, more drinks, more drinks. Then the purple appears and flows around the room. The travlers go forth to the comfy place down below. My mouth runs for no other reason that it can...and sadly it runs me into trouble. Shadow goes upstairs and leaves the comfy happy warmth or the below. A quick conversation leads to an unpleasent night. Anger wants to be filled by drink, but a reminder from the story teller makes clear, that is never good. The anger is now sad and a travel outside becomes the goal. Sleepin on cold ground now feels perfect. The boy checks to make sure no one is harmed. The cold consumes and over comes the stubbroness and tears. Inside to a secluded floor becomes the new position. Alone, tears fall. The boy checks again, and a suggestion to leave is teh right thing. The story teller is kind and takes me to a home. Away from the uglyness that is felt here. A ride away on carpet brings tears again. The stroy teller sings and pretends not to notice, I beleive. The boy stays at the ugly, and the silent one, well, he travels along. The silent one, intoxicated, sits and holds me. I cry, softly....he holds. I fall hard and cry, loud. The white clouds are a quick comfort and sleep comes easy tonight. Early in the next day, here day and night come and are seen. This is a more efficent way to feel timelaps. Movement..then suddnly, the shadow appears. Unnerving and unsteady the wall is opened and he slinks inside. Words fall...over and over like running rivers. Nothing comes to mind, but to look and see the shadows eyes, I cry again. I love him. No matter the supidity on either part, I love him. An akaward union is created and travel beings again. A change in appearance makes all the better for a bright start, while the shadow has vanished again. Reappearing he slinks, we wait, then go. A walk in time to a dusty car. There, a single flower, budding, planted for me, by the shadow. A kind show of affection. Smiles form...and tears come again, not from sorrow, but joy. Things begin to reform. The bubbles heal and flow. Minds ease up...a sickness is still upon me..but its better by the moment. The shadow is kind...stubbron....but kind. This fairy tale is one that will move faster than ever before. I must thank the story tell, the boy, and the silent one...they saved me that night from cold, arguments, and gave me comfort. I would love to add, the shadow, I love; he is a good person, truly.

The drive home will be intresting...but it will be a travel to a home I do not know.

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