Instead of feelin sorry for myself and sulkin about this...
I decided to take a different approach altogether...I asked my parents if I could go to Stone Mountain...and so we went....they were not too enthusiastic about it and so stopped half way...so lucky for me...I had the hilly road of 2 miles all to myself...
So…with sad and depressin music pourin out of the headphones..I began to walk...I didnt realize that I needed that fresh breath of air so badly to survive...just to breath in and relax...every step I took seemed like a million miles away from reality (maybe I was hopin that it was...) and it was soo hard to even walk first...then I began to run...very hard...feel that energy in me that needs to come out...just to exhaust myself...I realized that this is like therapy..helpin me take a step back from what is happenin and look at the whole picture...perspective on things...the outlook of my world...the big rocks seemed like hurdles that r preventin me to go away from reality..preventin to be go to a dreamworld...a heavenly place that makes me feel betta again...and then slowly I could feel the breeze on my face...feel the gush of wind strikin like a mighty sword...and I realized I was there...the top of the mountain...the getaway of my life...a happy feelin comin bak to me...and then I smiled...and looked up to see the beautiful world...the gray clouds formin and realized it was goin to rain...then I felt the raindrops on my cheeks and I smiled...
But slowly the smile became a frown...and the frown became a cry...and before I knew it I was sittin on the top of the mountain...my happy place...and began to sob...cry endlessly...all the vented tears kept in me for what seems like ages...the music still didnt stop...it made me cry harder...I didnt realize I had soo much water in my eyes...!!
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