Post by randy weller on Jul 22, 2013 20:56:58 GMT -6
It was so easy to get caught up in the masses of people on the streets. They were everywhere, practically constricting to people that weren't used to well, people. Of course these rules didn't apply to him, Randy was born here and this life was all he had known. It didn't bother him in the slightest really, what more could you want out of life? Besides eternal happiness and endless streams of money, because facing the facts here, life wasn't always pretty. It would be nice to have an easy way out of a situation from time to time. As if something like that would happen though.
Walking was easy. Randy didn't find much time for it anymore between keeping on top of his school work and doing other things. Things like being unproductive or spending time with his friends which, in all honesty, he supposed was unproductive too. No one had to really think about walking though. It was just one step more, another foot in front of the other. He found the repetitive motion comforting and he felt like he was going somewhere. Not that he had anything particular in mind, his feet would probably lead him to someplace familiar. Too bad he couldn't walk to the beach from his house, that was on the outskirts of town. If he wanted to do that, he would have to take his own old truck to make it out there. If it could manage that. Soon, he reassured himself however, he would go to the beach. The sun was warm and inviting today, almost taunting him.
Taking it upon himself to get out of the crowd, he slid by a group of strangers talking, avoiding them narrowly before making his way onto one of the less crowded streets. It wasn't exactly the shady alley type, maybe it would look more like one in the night time, but it was really just a less well known street. The amount of tourists here didn't really surprise any of the locals anyways, they were used to it. But they usually stuck to the main streets and anyways, the local people were usually more colorful than the tourists. Randy did enjoy to people watch, even if it was more fun in a group. Rolling his shoulders in place, his eyes scanned the few people that passed him a smile beginning to form on his lips. Today was a good day.
ooc>> i'll get a pretty posting table tomorrow uwu
Walking was easy. Randy didn't find much time for it anymore between keeping on top of his school work and doing other things. Things like being unproductive or spending time with his friends which, in all honesty, he supposed was unproductive too. No one had to really think about walking though. It was just one step more, another foot in front of the other. He found the repetitive motion comforting and he felt like he was going somewhere. Not that he had anything particular in mind, his feet would probably lead him to someplace familiar. Too bad he couldn't walk to the beach from his house, that was on the outskirts of town. If he wanted to do that, he would have to take his own old truck to make it out there. If it could manage that. Soon, he reassured himself however, he would go to the beach. The sun was warm and inviting today, almost taunting him.
Taking it upon himself to get out of the crowd, he slid by a group of strangers talking, avoiding them narrowly before making his way onto one of the less crowded streets. It wasn't exactly the shady alley type, maybe it would look more like one in the night time, but it was really just a less well known street. The amount of tourists here didn't really surprise any of the locals anyways, they were used to it. But they usually stuck to the main streets and anyways, the local people were usually more colorful than the tourists. Randy did enjoy to people watch, even if it was more fun in a group. Rolling his shoulders in place, his eyes scanned the few people that passed him a smile beginning to form on his lips. Today was a good day.
ooc>> i'll get a pretty posting table tomorrow uwu