I Don't Belong

I always have wanted to come to a point like this in my life.

A point where in a moment I knew I would document it.

Where I felt it was so magical and significant that I had to write it.

I was driving to a bonfire, lost and following my GPS.

It was the scariest and weirdest drive of my life.

I felt as if I were on drugs and being filmed in a scary movies.

I kept thinking tonight I could possibly die.

But I was sober and this was real life.

I drove past the house about three times.

Then I called her and asked for assistance.

I had driven past a person in a driveway.

Being paranoid I thought they wanted my life.

But instead it was her trying to help me.

I pulled up in the almost full driveway as the last car to enter.

It was really dark and there were no street lights.

I felt out of place and I liked it.

It was apparently a Christian get together.

There was a bonfire and I love those.

Smores and apple cider like usual.

This was the best hot apple cider i'd ever had.

Maybe it was the cup?

It was chilly and this was the first time I had hot cider in four years.

I stood and observed for about fifteen minutes then I decided to sit down.

This one guy continued to talk to me the whole time.

He was weird, but interesting so I paid attention.

It seemed as if he had problems keeping up with conversation.

I was nothing like anyone there and that was fine.

The girl who invited me had a brother and he was Haitian.

He seemed to be in everyone's personal space.

He asked if I knew anyone who could help him do roofing.

I didn't so that's what I told him.

After a while I was able to get into a conversation with more strangers.

This girl talked about her wine class.

Again I felt out of place.

They discussed different brands of fancy wine that I knew nothing about.

But I continued to listen and tried to chyme in when I could.

It was an interesting yet boring conversation.

Everyone was talking about thinks I had no knowledge of.

I felt it was time to go.

I was the last car blocking everyone in the driveway.

One couple wanted to leave so I decided to leave.

I left and was once again lost.

I made a wrong turn.

I didn't want to GPS my way home because the people in the driveway would think I looked stupid.

I tuned around and decided I needed GPS to get home.

I needed direction in this darkness.

Author's Note

I don't know why I wrote this. I just felt it was good for me.