Date: 7/22/2008

Nightwalker

I went for a nightwalk in this town of mine, which has it's own special benefits compared to daytime, such as the slight eeriness of complete desolation and the feeling of liberty following thereafter. Three hours it lasted and I saw a hare, a hedgehog, another hedgehog, a cat, another cat, a third hedgehog, a mouse, some seagulls, another hare and as the cherry on top a stray dog which I assume had ran away from somewhere. I hadn't realised how much joy the presence of a cute critter can produce but this night really opened my eyes. The third hedgehog I saw was very adorable although I feel bad for making it scared, observing it from approximately 30.48 centimeters away. It rolled up to a ball and huffed and puffed, oh how I wanted to give him something to eat. I picked up a straw and caressed its nose but I think I might have poked its eye by mistake, which made me feel bad. Well it was very dark and the plants were blocking the view a bit, so perhaps you can find it in your heart to forgive me. All in all it was like meant to be, as during each hedgehog encounter I got closer and closer to the hog until I oddly enough got bored of the third one as I managed to hang out right next to it for longer than I could have hoped for. Then I saw a cat and chased it into the darkness but it got away. I then walked to the train station and saw who I thought was someone I know waiting for someone to come to town with a train but turns out it wasn't him. Anyway. As the walk continued it eventually turned into running and free running, which really wasn't free running but just some guy jumping over handrails and swerving around lamp posts because no one is around to point and laugh. Chuck Taylors are lousy running shoes, despite what The Simpsons would have you believe. No cushioning whatsoever. I learned this the hard way when dropping a measly two meters from a rooftop and walked away with heel screaming for mercy. Despite this I ran around for a while, trapping myself to a barred sporting center for a minute or twenty. I simply had to climb that fence. After some careful planning and attempts to get back out over the fence I adventured on. I ran to this little or medium-sized swimming hole which appeared to be closed this summer due of the reconstruction of the intersection next to it. I do not approve of the change. I liked it better how it was. Inconvenient and unnecessarily large. When I had had enough of my promenade I begun heading home. I was walking up the alley to the ol' building 11 when I heard a strange noise behind me. I turned around and embraced for danger when I noticed what was the dog I mentioned at the beginning of this wonderful story, running towards me. Unsure of its intentions, I got rather scared of the huge hound galloping towards me but it decided to ignore me and run behind the corner of a building. Despite my earlier fearsome reaction, I was having none of man's best friend simply ignoring me and so I chased it for a short time. Sadly it too disappeared into the darkness like the cat. Remember the cat? It's a shame, I wanted to know where it came from and where it was going. For a moment I thought I was going to end up in the kingdom of the dogs like that girl in the movie with the world of cats, a fact which can't make me seem too bright. I do realise this entire epic makes me seem like a tard but that little suspicion deserves special acknowledgement. Afterwards I came home and ended my adventure. Bye.


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