A
while back I had my last mental health break down. Every thing was
going wrong and I was not taking it that well. Sighing and sobbing, I
made way up to this area. It is a business area with offices and
warehouse.
I
found an apartment. At that time I thought that it was meant to be
that I found a place to lament my existence in silence.
This
area was apparently abandoned a long time ago. When I got here there
where no employees or customers roaming around.
I
did do a lot of roaming. There is an underground area with, food,
clothe and many weapons. I have been taking what I need.
Then
other people started to show up. As they grew in numbers, the
organized them selves and started collecting rain, growing, food,
helping each other with building living spaces, and building a
security perimeter.
For
a long time I would just watch them as they worked. Then the day
came when they spotted me. I can;t understand how some one way down
there could see me sitting on the floor, while I leaned on the
window.
That
person pointed me out and a delegation came knocking. I told the man
with them that I live them alone and they can leave me alone.
The
man tried to look concerned that I was up here all alone. I just
wanted to be alone to suffer in peace. It took many words, but I
convinced them I was okay.
To
this date, no one has tried to build a home in any of the office
spaces in this ten story building I occupy. For me this is a good
thing. I do not need humans around me. All my heartaches in life
are the result of humans.
It
is best I keep to my self and wallow in my own disappointments. I
believe in being realistic and seeing life for what it is for me.
I
have even accepted that regardless of how much more time I have life
is going to be filled with a lot of sadness, pain, and suffering.
Most of this comes from remembering what I wanted and what I was
denied.
Yes,
I know I should have been more mature. However, just as I was
getting my second wind, humanity became evil. People invested a lot
in hate and decadence. The hate came from being different than them.
They wanted everyone to be just like them.
These
people consume drugs and fornicate every where. They have no shame.
At person could be in the standing in line in a grocery store and a
man and woman could be having sex behind you. It was if their high
came from attacking good morals.
When
this type of decadence started many complained loudly to authority
figures. Government became non-existent. First, politicians stopped
governing and them law enforcement stopped coming in to work.
There
is a small group of people running things. However, they just care
about everything running smooth for the companies that are still in
business.
I
personally, had reached me point of upsetness a long time ago.
However, a man has to eat. Therefore, I played the game.
Then
that day came. I had tried every thing. However, every turn led to
another disappointment.
Life
overwhelmed me. I walked away. In my escape, I was fully aware that
I was just leaving the island of insanity, but was carrying my pain
with me.
For
the time I have been here it has been an emotional roller coaster
ride during hurricane. I was a lone for a big part of this storm.
Then
they showed up. I have to admit it has been sort of a gift. They
work hard. When they are done sometimes they get together to laugh,
socialize, and eat.
From
here it looks like they are very happy people. The children are the
ones that really know how have fun, running around yelling and
screaming.
Their
laughter some times results in a pleasant feeling. I have smiled as I
watch the children being happy goofballs.
These
parents even are raising their children well. When one of them
falls, the others go over to injured one, pick hi or her up, and
carry him or her to where they can get their wound cleaned, get a
band aid, and get a kiss on their boohoo from mom and dad.
The
first time I saw that, I cried. I was not sad. I was just happy I got
to see innocent children being kind to one another.
In
addition, their laughter is enticing. Their play is part of my
solace and happiness.
Don't
get me wrong, I will my self to other things. On certain days, I go
replenish my supplies. I recognize it would be wrong to pay children
that much attention.
Besides
buddy keeps me company. Buddy is a gray German Sheppard. One day I
was going to the basement to get more food. When I opened the door,
there he was standing.
He
looked up at me. I looked down at him. Then he walked pass me and
the door. The only thing that came to mind was to feed him.
Therefore, I served him stew with chili beans and rice.
After
he finished, he went to the door and waited for me. He wanted to go
with me. Maybe he is a spy for the new comers and is gathering Intel
on me.
It
does not matter he is good company. He some times he will find me
with tears in my eyes and sits in front of me in a nervous manner. I
motion for him to come up to the sofa next to me and I give him a big
hug.
He
then jumps off the sofa and lead me to his room. When he gets there
he lays down with his head on this crossed paws. Then we start to
play attack of the stuffed animal army.
Rabbit
and Teddy Bears get air born. He jumps over me. I tackled him. A
few hours latter we end up in the kitchen floor, breathing heavy.
Then
he has to watch Animal Planet's Bear-A-Topia. For some reason, buddy
likes bears. Moreover, for some reason he knows when it is on and
will look at the TV, the remote, and me,waiting to hear the crackle
of the TV coming on.
Then,
he will sit on the sofa and watch the Bear Antics. During the
commercials he look at me so I will change it to next favorite show,
which is the Game Hunters. He only likes the fish programs. If there
are no fish programs, he will bark until I change it back to the
Bears.
Then
it is time for bed. I won't let him on the bed. People who sleep
with their animals are weird. However, he has his doggy bed on the
floor next to my bed.
Every
night, after the Bears, we go to sleep. It is late and I usually
worn out emotionally by then. Buddy is just to happy to get rested
for the adventures of the next day.
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