Park Roamer

Date: 4/2/2018

I decided one night that the next morning I would take a walk in a state park to clear my head. I set out before the sun came up with my black sneakers, black lounge pants, a t shirt, and my black jacket on. I walked down the main dirt road of the park having very coherent thoughts about my current situation. I am newly single and still recovering from the loss of my relationship. I was feeling pretty blue. I was thinking about what my plan was for that day. I planned on finishing my hike, walking home, and making beats all day. After a while of walking, I decided to take of my sneakers and pants. I was walking barefoot and bare bottom down the dirt road for whatever reason. I saw headlights coming from down the road behind me and heard the distant rumbling of a motor. In a panic I began to run down the road to hide my nudity. I saw a large tree and ran through the bushes trying to hide behind it. The car was approaching too quickly and I didn’t want it’s passengers to see the movement of the bushes so I lay face down in the bushes and hoped they wouldn’t see. They did not. As they were driving away, I realized I no longer wanted to be in the woods. I wanted my pants and shoes back and I wanted to make music. I ran into the road and began flagging the car down. It stopped. It was the park rangers. They thought I was a druggie because of my lack of pants. I told them they could perform any sort of test they wanted, that I was not a druggie, and I asked if they could drive me to my pants. They drove me to my pants and an ambulance took me to the hospital for blood tests to prove I was not under the influence.