The bitter cold is not
what I focus on as I stand outside. No, it is not nor is the numbness my face
starts to feel from being outside for so long. No, it is the fact that I may be
waiting because of what some one has decided to do to me. This is not the first
time that I have run into this type of perversion, and this will not be the
last either. As I sip another delicious bit of my now luke warm coffee I feel
that these perverts are less important than the last time I said it. They are less
important to me and dumber by the second. As my mind swirls around the
frustration and bitter cold I relax. I have decided to find one of them. My
focus lingers on the icy air and my now focused mind. I really only want to see
if they are close.
As different faces pass
through my vision, I see the non-descript faces of those that are either
following me or there for another reason. As I take another sip of my coffee, I
gather that this is still apart of the ongoing madness that my life is and my
frustration settles. As I swallow my ideas and focus on my numbing feet and
face. I think of cameras, the cameras are there constantly and my not to
paranoid mind concludes that I either agreed to have them follow me or I have
deluded myself into believing they are there. Some may ask “where are these
cameras?” and I would reply “everywhere”. Did my mind jump from one topic to
another? No, no it has not, will I still try to find “one of them” maybe. I
walk away to stand at another bus stop. My thoughts are now focused, and time
slips by. As the bus approaches I get on and ride and as the sun sets I see
that time has passed and I may have been outside for a little over an hour. Not
frustrated by this because I knew that this should be a successful trip. My
mind lingers on my next task to find a demon.
Does this shock anyone?