Life on the street is glorious

It's been a while since anything has been uploaded. That is because I finally broke out. I am away from Fort Wayne. It's a long story. I would really like to videoblog this and that is the reason I am posting this. I need a video camera to do it and we don't have one at the moment. I say "we". We are two runaways. Over the 4th July Weekend, Brian asked me if I would like to go to the Rainbow Gathering. I was not sure I wanted to go. In fact I had made sure I would be out of the house at the time I thought he was to return home before leaving for the woods of the State Park in PA where the gathering was to take place this year. I just didn't want to see him. I guess I knew it would lead to confusion for me. Then I went downtown to the library on my bike and sent an email off to Simran telling her, "I think I should have gone with him, but he may have left by now." Then I just felt, spontaneously, I really wanted to go. I just ran out of the library then and hustled back up town. Brian did not get off early that day, so I had time to pack a few things and get ready. Finally he came and another fellow also came with us. We were ready, I guess around 6 p.m. Then we left Fort Wayne. It was a long trip. Longer than it should have been. It didn't take long to get to the state park, but once there, it was already dark, though the moon shone above, giving a lovely glowing light to the whole landscape. But shadows of trees prevented one from seeing clearly in all corners of the woods and the road, the turn off we needed was not visible. The two guys were sitting up front and I was riding in back, in this little tiny car. There was a lot of gear, so it was a bit of a cramped ride. But I didn't care. The thing was, these two kept riding around and around and around and around and around and on and on, wasting gas and time. They simply would not listen when I said, "Please can we just stop and rest." They went by that entrance road perhaps 5 or 10 times. After several hours of this, finally they relented and stopped the car, pulling into a forest road hidden from the main highway, so that we could sleep. After dawn we woke up. Again we rode into town to the mini mart in Sheffield, PA.

I walked in to use the bathroom. There was a woman police officer standing there and I started to tell the saga, of how these two guys refused to stop driving around incessantly in the middle of the night, even though I was begging them to stop. The woman PO and the woman behind the counter both said in unison, "It's a guy thing." Then I was asking the PO for directions, how to find that road. After some minutes of trying to explain it to me, and recognizing that my sleep-deprived brain was not going to absorb anything, the woman said to me. "OK, just hold on, I will ask my partner to wait. We will drive ahead of you."

This was really funny, because the one guy was holding (pot) and was terrified that he would be arrested. I didn't care and it was sure that he would not have any trouble as far as I was concerned. Brian was agitated. Again, I felt a sense of triumph.

I really must videoblog it, it is just easier to tell than to type.

Right now we are sitting in the library of the University of Texas at Austin and have only one hour to put all this into the computer. So, I am going to have to do a shorthand on this.

The bottom line is that I got to that gathering and immediately discovered that there are indeed people like me out there who live their lives in a more spontaneous fashion and that I am truly not alone.

Continued,

I immediately saw, there was no way I was going back to that staid, comfortable life in that house in Fort Wayne. But I was scared. I met a young woman who told me, "Promise me, you won't go back, just tell me what you want to do right now, today." I said, I want to learn music. Then this young man showed up, this Ashton. And I left the festival with him. We are now traveling together for the last several days, since July 5th actually.