Park - 01
I've been yelled at by men who live nearby before, saying they will call the police and asking where I live. I just run home. I'm not sure what I'm doing? People don't like me being out late but that's the only time I want to go outside. If I had a car it wouldn't be a problem... I would drive to empty parking lots and sing and scream where no one could hear me.
The cold air makes me remember a lot of feelings images can't. Music sounds much better then too. I like being outside but there aren't enough nice places to do it where there aren't men who yell.