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Thursday, April 19, 2007

That was some adventure. We just left town. We were chased. We must haven got drunk at a bar or something because, let me tell you, we made some people angry pretty quickly. One guy had a gun and he was waving it around but I kept telling him that I was immortal and that he couldn't do anything about it. Me and Moe smiled the whole time.

Outside of the car there you couldn't tell what was going to happen. People are wild.

We vowed never to go back there again and Sarah said that she probably would go back at some point in her life. You know what? It was fun. The whole town was an adventure and you know what more? That wasn't even the whole adventure. That was just a small part of the bigger journey that I'm on. I can keep writing everyday from the car computer and not have to worry about things back at home.

Sometime last night Sarah said that she would give her life for me. I thought that was cool that someone loves you enough to give everything they knew just so that you could continue. I would have told her the same back but (I've told you guys this before) I can't die.

Sarah sat in the back with Moe. They talked all the time and he made her giggle. When it got dark she rested her head in his lap and slept. I secretly wished that she would stop but it didn't bother me. It was cool. Moe's cool. He nodded and smiled.

She's beautiful. She wears the head of a rose just above her left breast and has the longest legs I have seen. You can just see her neck rise out of her dress. How she looks reminds me of chocolate hearts wrapped in red tinfoil.

We stopped the car outside of the city limits and heard gunshots in the dark. I went for a walk alone in the night. I didn't hurry, at my age you can appreciate time by yourself. I swore that night that I wouldn't end this adventure until I had fallen in love.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Monday, April 23, 2007

Sarah told us about this woman that she thought might be able to help. She'd gone crazy when she was younger and had since moved into hut in the forest. We headed to that forest. We scanned our minds for fear and quickly quelled any sort of doubt.

We drove all night and didn't even stop to think. Sarah and Moe took turns sleeping in the back and I drove. I felt like a cop.

We got to the clearing in the woods. There where her hut was and we all said how spooky it was in our own way. Moe is all mood and Sarah is all talk. Me? I'm somewhere in between.

I often joked to people how everyone is insane and I'm in jail.

I like that.

Moe knocked on her door and we all wanted to hide but Sarah went with and I waited in the car in case we needed to get out of there quick. I took a few minutes but finally the door started to creak open. There she was. Her hair had tangled itself into a dream, her ideas of people gone. We all saw how scary it was but we weren't afriad. We knew.

We talked about how it is to be crazy. I told them about how I see myself and how I fit into normal. Sarah told us about her friends in the cities whose lives had disappeared. She had been best friends with girls who got lost and never tried to come back.

We had tea and I tried to remember if this woman was Carolyn. I asked her what her name was and her gaze intensified. She stopped drinking her tea and she made the house go silent.

"What are you looking for?" She asked, but then corrected herself. "Who are you looking for?"

I looked her back in her crazy eyes and mine started to unravel. My eyes told of pain but I said nothing of the sort. I summed it with a word of a name that couldn't count for anything. I passed it off as if she didn't care.

"Carolyn."

Suddenly the house roared with noise, nothing you could ignore. All sorts of drips and clicks and stopped watches making absences heard. I looked to my left but soon returned. I gave a relaxed smile and Moe joined in.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Right now, I'm just sitting in the front seat, surfing around the internet on my car's computer. Moe's asleep in the back. He is smiling. He looks like an angel that's been painted really well.

We're headed for love, guys. We're not coming back until we find it. I think we're going to find it. We're also going to find Carolyn. That's pretty much the whole point of this adventure.

At the moment we were flying through the forest. Ripping through the trees. We were using magic kind of, the type that science made. We were cruising at like 200, dodging trees and animals and monkeys were trying to grab at us while we drove but we were too fast for them. Sarah said that she wished she had a gun. She said that it would be fun if she could shoot the monkey that tried to grab at us as we drove by. The forest lady scolded her for wishing harm upon another animal and I kinda took her side.

I didn't say it, but I thought maybe it was cooler not to want to wish harm. I know that if everyone didn't wish harm we could finally live life the way it was supposed to be: Happy. You know, why can't people just stop trying to harm each other. It's like they're robbing me of my happiness. I don't mean Sarah. It's different with her. She wouldn't try to hurt me. She wouldn't shout at me or tease me or tell people bad things about me.

"Sarah..." I said. "You wouldn't ever hurt me, would you?"

"No, shark." She replied honestly. "I love you too much. I could never hurt you."

"Okay." I said. "I was just checking."

We carried on driving so fast through the forest. I saw another monkey and smiled at how safe it was. None of us had a gun and if we did we wouldn't use it to shoot it.

Moe sat upright so his head was no longer rested in Sarah's lap. He moved over to the other side of the seat and watched out of the window. It felt like we were in a convertible. We might as well have been, the way that we were so free.

I looked at the forest lady and told her that I knew her name. I was mainly joking.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

I told Sarah that I wish she would lie down in my lap. She didn't say anything back. I was joking about how she is always lying down with her head in Moe's lap.

I was in control at that point of everything. Me driving the car was a bit of a metaphor.

I told them about how me and Carolyn met. We were in this prison camp thing and I helped her escape. It was pretty funny how it all happened. We had to dodge guards. It felt sad.

Moe started making music with his mouth. First he started quiet, but you realised that it wasn't him warming up, he was just letting us in slow. He wove melodies in and out of our minds and only broke when he wanted. His melodies made me think of people with hard lives who didn't mind having to struggle. I thought of the man who could only think in opposites and understood how tough it must be when people can't understand you because to understand would be to have you reality flipped.

Moe was groundbreaking. I nearly asked him to stop in the sigh I let out. I did it so ended with me feeling ended. He looked at me and winked understanding that he wouldn't stop.

Sarah started crying and I told her to hold on tight. She wanted to laugh, but instead buried her head further in Moe's lap. I couldn't see the forest lady because we were moving so fast. I told her to stay still so that I could at least know where she was.

I knew that I was whistling. I was right there with Moe. We both got it good and knew what it was like. I leaned over the wheel and grabbed it tight to my frame. I figured it couldn't hurt to hold on tight myself. The lady of the forest said that Carolyn was a victim in that life had never once ended for her.

She doesn't mean ended like when you die. She meant it how it means when things stop for you just for a second. You can't get past how often you need life to just stop.

Most of the time you don't even realise that it happened. That's how good it is.

Carolyn doesn't have that luxury.

10:58 PM