Yesterday was wonderful.
I wish I had a camera and camera skills, because I feel like I could have taken some amazing photos during our time out yesterday morning. We came back from Harry Potter and mooched around Keryn's house, and then someone mentioned going for a walk. Never mind how late it was. We wanted ice cream and we were going to get it.
So we walked down the middle of Keryn's road, carefree teens in a lamplit ghost town. The BP supplied the ice creams. We didn't turn around and go home. We carried on. If I had the words I would describe the stone patterns on the sidewalk, the eireeness of the public toilets, the strange feeling of eating a Fruju under the clock tower at midnight. We saw police cars, protecting us and watching us both.
We ended up at Manfield Park. We sat on the witch's hat, the metal and wood ride that spins and moves, up and down, around and around. I held on for dear life and watched the faces of my friends, the lights in the distance, the ground underneath me.
We walked across the feild. People of the night. All alone.
A children's playground. Grass and rubber. Shouts of laughter.
James climbing easily over a high, spiked fence. Jess and I on the tyre ride, waiting for it to slow down. Jordan sitting in the middle of the roundabout. Keryn lying on the ground.
Bohemian Rhapsody.
Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be.
The skatepark.
I've never been there before.
The concrete and the bright lights and the metal bars. It was a while before I found my balance.
The Time Warp by the fence. Big buildings in the distance.
A Police car pulled up and even though I'd done nothing wrong I felt guilty. Are we allowed to be here at this time? We promised we'd be back home soon, and they left. How trusting. Imagine if we'd been out with bad intentions.
People watching television. Whole other lives.
Home again, we slept.
sounds amazing. really.
ReplyDeleteit really was great and they the way you rite makes it seem so much more amazing
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