Friday, September 21, 2007

Why I choose to Fly


my plan was to hitch hike across America
from New York to California
I would catch rides
and find my way there.

I walked to New Jersey
and saw snow on the ground...
"Funny," I thought, "I didn't think it was winter yet."

So the only drivers on the road were foreign men
So I didn't want to get in the car with them

I saw a nice vehicle with a young indian woman
She was snobby but told me I could stay at her home for a night,
have a nice warm shower and meal,
and get back on my way the next morning

We arrived to her beautiful home in the woods
She told me not to touch anything
because it was all too lovely and expensive
and I was just a poor hitchhiker.

In her foyer was a coat rack
There were 100 coats lined up in a row. . and they were all the same!
Dull, drab, military style dark green cargo coats.

She hung her own up in line with the others.
She instructed me to hang up my coat with all the other coats.
As I did so, I realized how much more beautiful and fancy MY coat was. . . amidst these "lovely and expensive" things, my coat shone with exuberance, all satin and colorful with a lovely mink color. . .
"Wow", I thought, "I didn't think my coat was this lovely."

I told her it was a lovely house.
She got upset and exasperated and said "I don't care! It's my house, and this is the way I live. I can't help how wonderful it is. Besides, this is the way my boyfriend's family wants it. We are going to be married, and it's all his money, but it doesn't matter because it is my life!"

I put my eyebrows up and looked to the side.
"Geez," I thought, "What is this lady's issue?"

The next morning I woke up, and she was gone.
Her little sister was around, though, playing in the kitchen.

There were construction workers working on their indoor pool.
I wanted to swim outside because it was sunny and warm again-- the snow was gone.

But, it started raining... inside the kitchen!
The construction workers realized that there was a big open hole in the ceiling that stretched out the length of the roof, and the width of about one foot.

The little sister laughed and played in the raijavascript:void(0)
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I did the same, but slipped out stealthily to gather my belongings and leave.
The construction workers began to work on fixing the roof.

When I walked out the front door into the woods again, there was snow on the ground. And it was beautiful and sunny; it had stopped raining.

And I decided not to hitchhike...
"Just take a plane," I pondered, "It will be much faster."

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