my parents were getting ready to kill themselves. my mom had cancer, and they wanted to just get it over with and not have her suffer, and my dad felt he couldn't live without her. i was trying to come to terms with the idea. i wanted practical advice on how to live on my own - what happens to all the bills, how could i afford to live in this house. i suggested maybe i'd get a roommate, my mom said "no one can sleep in this house, it's too noisy"
part 2
i was a young boy, i was just settling into my room at keddy's. the whole hotel was empty, and an old lady walked down the hall with me and showed me where it was. it was a big suite, with several rooms, beds and closets, but all pretty bare and everything was made of wood.
i went outside just as a bus went by. i flagged it down and tried to hop on. it was a tour bus giving details on medieval history of the area (never mind that there was none). i thought it was something i would enjoy, and i had the 5.50 it cost. i was only worried it would take me too far away from my destination.
part 3
we were getting ready for a big show. we got there and everyone was dressed up, and i realized i couldn't wear what i was wearing (a t-shirt or something). the show promoters suggested i just go into the mall directly behind the stage and pick something out. i went through and picked out a few skirts, white ones and some had pink triangles on the bottom. i also picked out a few shiny sweaters and t-shirts. i remember every article. when kristy and i went to try them on, though, the girl behind the counter was closing over that metal wall thing. she said not to worry because someone would be along shortly to let us try on our clothes. and then closed over another metal wall on the other side of us.
we waited there for hours and hours for someone to come back.
