Ah, park life…
Went to two different parks yesterday…I love swings. Stumbled upon something strange in the second park, (which reminds me of a tiny Aokigahara). We found a secret path that led into the woods where there was a dirty tarp covering something…My delirious imagination wants to tell U there was something strange under there, but more than likely, it was something a caretaker had left….maybe? I know I should have walked up to it and taken a peek..The place is secluded and surrounded by flowering trees, perfect for escaping…or doing something U shouldn’t be doing there, if that’s your sort of thing. B invited me to go again today, But there’s things I need do today…writing, for example. I must empty the details of the story, before it slips away. Speaking of slipping away, I keep losing things…Things that were JUST here a day ago are missing…For example, my hand lotion & my favorite pen? Gone! Are the goblins holding them hostage? Maybe they’re playing tough love with me? If I write they’ll bring them back?
I’m SO addicted to Korean Horror…I’ll give U the list of the most recent films I’ve watched later, and there’s also some brilliant music to tell U about.
..For now, it looks like my cereal is finally soggy enough to enjoy.
Oh, and there’s a spoken piece brewing somewhere in the Madhouse..stay tuned.