Recently I read this article about a serial rapist in the midwest.
I know stupid, stupid, stupid. Especially if you know me.
I take these things and internalize them.
I knew it was a bad idea, but I couldn't stop reading it.
Even more so I couldn't stop thinking about it.
Especially because he got off with something like 200 hours of community service. Another rant for another day.
Saturday it snowed in Provo.
SNOW! in March.
I decided to go down to my friends, the Johansen's, to do some snowy day yoga. Blissful!
I changed into my yoga pants, pulled on a sweater and walked through my always dim light hallway. I opened the front door and then I let out a blood curdling scream.
I'm sure my neighbors thought I had been assaulted.
And there, with eyes as big as saucers, was my roommates ex-boyfriend. And next to him with equally large and saucery eyes was my roommate.
I felt like a complete moron.
They kept asking if I was ok...the only problem was I having a fit of hysteria
and laughing so hard that the only thing I could do was nod my head.
I walked out the door and past them. I could feel their eyes follow me as I sobbed and walked down the stairs to 205.
Needless to say yoga was much needed.
xo
4 comments:
that would be scary after reading a book like that! after hearing a bunch of ted bundy stories, i get scared like that too!
the good thing about reading something like that is it keeps us on our toes, the bad, it kills a little more our trust in each other. Just remember that the "light" will lead. Love Dad
You probably scared them as bad as they scared you. Love ya...see ya in a couple days!
sabrina, let's keep up the yoga :) that way maybe neither of us will be screaming at our roommates at the end of the semester... or their x-boyfriends :)
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