I went for a walk Friday. I would have written about it yesterday, but I was asleep for most of the day. I've been sleeping a lot lately.
It was a nice walk, not considering the fact that I got lost. Don't worry, I found my way back to the hotel.
I got lost in thought. I mean I really got lost in thought, to the point where everything around me in a sense disappeared. They were there, but at the same time they weren't there. I think my mind must have blocked those things out while I was lost in thought.
The same things kept going through my head over and over and they would not stop.
Once out of my thoughts, I found that I have wondered into some people buying/selling drugs. They saw me and started yelling. I must have panicked, whiched caused me to retreat into thought. Their voices were so loud, and yet I didn't understand a word they said.
They walked closer to me, and I ran?. I got the hell out off there. Next thing I knew, I was at some restaurant, watching the world past by. I think I must have ran into the restaurant, while I was being chased. I remember running, but not where I was going while I was running.
The waitress asked me if I wanted anything but I wanted nothing so I left.
I walked around again, looking for some signs. I didn't asked the waitress what city this was. It must have slipped my mind and when I realized that it was too late.
Well, my walk home consisted of me running into some prostitutes. They were nice, but I think one was hitting on me. They helped me out.
Then I was back at the hotel. Nate said I was gone for almost three or four hours. Damn.