Writer's Block: It wasn't me.
Feb. 5th, 2010 02:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I don't think there's anybody in the galaxy that can say they never made a mistake when they were younger. More than that, I doubt there's anyone who doesn't have one thing they'd want to change about their past. But, we're not talking about generalizations here.
I got really frustrated one night when I was twelve and decided to run away. I don't even remember if it was school or family or a combination of that plus a general "life sucks when you can't drive or do anything interesting" sort of vibe. It was kind of a dumb move, since my family lives in a pretty urban area and twelve is not exactly the best age to go wandering around the bay area alone, but I was smart about it. I left a detailed note about my reasons for leaving (God, I think I even made some reference to the samurai way of life, I don't know what the hell I was thinking) and packed enough clothes and money to last me a week or two, because I figured I could get out of the city and find work somewhere.
That was kind of the stupidest thing I could have figured, but whatever. I was so intent on leaving, I even snuck out at an obscene hour in all black (not thinking that maybe a car would hit me, but hey, I was twelve). I got to the shuttle station and ended up giving half of my money to this old lady trying to get a ride out east. So no one can say I wasn't a ridiculously compassionate kid. I didn't have enough money for the ticket I needed, so I tried to sneak on board. A cop saw me and dragged me by the hair back to my house, pretty much.
Honestly, though, the only reason I regret this is because my grandmother still won't let it go. Hearing the same story about my night as a samurai warrior at every family function for almost ten years is really obnoxious.
As to going back - if I could, I probably wouldn't, just because I'm pretty sure working in a field wouldn't exactly lead to bigger and brighter things. ...Actually, I would go back and forgo the whole thing. That was the worst night ever - and trust me, I've had some really terrible nights.
I don't think there's anybody in the galaxy that can say they never made a mistake when they were younger. More than that, I doubt there's anyone who doesn't have one thing they'd want to change about their past. But, we're not talking about generalizations here.
I got really frustrated one night when I was twelve and decided to run away. I don't even remember if it was school or family or a combination of that plus a general "life sucks when you can't drive or do anything interesting" sort of vibe. It was kind of a dumb move, since my family lives in a pretty urban area and twelve is not exactly the best age to go wandering around the bay area alone, but I was smart about it. I left a detailed note about my reasons for leaving (God, I think I even made some reference to the samurai way of life, I don't know what the hell I was thinking) and packed enough clothes and money to last me a week or two, because I figured I could get out of the city and find work somewhere.
That was kind of the stupidest thing I could have figured, but whatever. I was so intent on leaving, I even snuck out at an obscene hour in all black (not thinking that maybe a car would hit me, but hey, I was twelve). I got to the shuttle station and ended up giving half of my money to this old lady trying to get a ride out east. So no one can say I wasn't a ridiculously compassionate kid. I didn't have enough money for the ticket I needed, so I tried to sneak on board. A cop saw me and dragged me by the hair back to my house, pretty much.
Honestly, though, the only reason I regret this is because my grandmother still won't let it go. Hearing the same story about my night as a samurai warrior at every family function for almost ten years is really obnoxious.
As to going back - if I could, I probably wouldn't, just because I'm pretty sure working in a field wouldn't exactly lead to bigger and brighter things. ...Actually, I would go back and forgo the whole thing. That was the worst night ever - and trust me, I've had some really terrible nights.
