At 10:30 at night, suddenly, I felt the urge to go out somewhere. Not at a bar or a club, but at a place where I could run free. I know of such a place- i said to myself. I run out, seizing the moment- it would be midnight soon, and the place may not be open then.
I decide to stop by at a park. I walk a couple of lapses around the park, reflecting on life and what it means to me. Bicycles are parked alongside the fences and a man in stretching around the bleachers. "Why is he stretching so late at night?" I wonder. Oh well! I can't complain about much really- the air is fresh, filled with the scent of night jasmine, and pleasant against my skin. My feet take me towards the swing. I remember how happy I used to be as a kid when i used to sit on swings and my used to push me up. Up, up and away I go!
I decide that I want to feel alive again- the same way that I did when I was six. I sit down on the swing and stretch my legs out. For a moment, I feel scared- what if the swing breaks from my weight. Then, I laugh to myself, "Silly, you're just 110 pounds now. You lost all that weight this week. The swing can't break from your weight." I laugh aloud- feeling the breeze on my face and enjoying the wonderful feeling that I get in the pit of my stomach. I swing for 5 minutes, until I see the written rules- No adults allowed in this area without children. I crack up- It used to be that kids could not go to these areas alone. The irony! Either way, I enjoyed my 5 minutes of swinging, and plus, when you break rules, everything's so much more fun.
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