And the Story continues: (part10)
(start reading at the germination)
So I got caught stealing a handfull
of old pots by the police.
They confiscated my proud findings
and specifically told me to go home.
And that COULD HAVE BEEN
the end of that story ...
BUT
instead of driving away
THEY FOLLOWED ME
in their fucking car!! π΅
So I walked down the main road
in a small village at night followed
step by step
by a cop car with its damn blue
lights making it a surreal scene.
Again I thaught about running
away but there was really no point
since they already had my data and
knew where I was heading towards.
I guess they wanted to see if I would
throw something out of my pockets
that they could then find or maybe
they just had a good laugh in the car
- idk.
So i walked .. and walked..
And at some point I think I even
came back to being a believer asking
god if he had fun while I was walking
down the blue flasing lit empty street.
(I was an atheist up untill that day)
...
(continue reading next week)