Monday, May 23, 2011
mygodthatwasfuckingclose. I saw Him, I signed out, I RAN for the back door of the coffee shop. He was there just outside the door. I ran back through to the front, people looking at me like I was mad as the hatter, I bolted through the front door and thereHewasagainfuckfuckFUCK. I remember reading on a blog not to look directly at Him because then He would be able to connect my mind to His mind or something like that. So I actually ran straight at Him looking right to the left of His..face? Anyway I felt surprise and then He just vanished like He was never there. I've been hearing sirens ever since though and I'm pretty sure the cops are looking to haul me out to an asylum. I can't let this happen because then there would be no escaping, no running, no gettingawayfromHimHewouldhavemecorneredwithnowayoutnowayoutOHGODNOWAYOUT. I have to get out of here. I was thinking of a boat. I could steal one from the marina, it's only a mile away. Wait for the cover of darkness slip out into the Water and be gone. Just sail until I found land again. I know my way around here pretty well, used to kayak it as a kid, not too far from home..I have to leave tonight.