|Emily AC: Multi-Talented Comedian||
Getting back to normal... that's what I like. The thing that is so fantastic about this place is just how peaceful it is.
The neighbors on this street are just normal... except for a few. But, given my experiences... I just don't blame them. Even the neighbors that do their yardwork in the middle of the night and hide behind stuff and pop their heads out when someone walking their dog comes by...
...what I, originally, thought was eccentric behavior... now I see is the natural paranoia of a community terrorized by a gang. Which explains why the clerks at the stores get wide eyes and throw their hands up in the air and explain that they don't live around here and don't know anything.
...which is also why, if you are a woman and get raped in this community... you either die or shut the fuck up about it. Even if you scream out painfully... these neighbors might be too afraid to help you! Can you blame them?
So... it's like I say... if the gang members are a figment of my imagination... then they weren't bothered by the sign and the odd street activity disappeared on its own. Within hours of the sign being put up.
...one hell of coincidence, I'd say!!!
No matter :) Creative processes are BACK because MY VIEWERS kept me safe!!! When I say I love you... know that it's because you have my trust. Even if you think this is the ramblings of the craziest person you've ever heard of... you protect me from any harm if the gobble-di-gook I write on here is true (and it is).
So... I have peace plan stuff I'm doing. Then song and dance. All from within my "fortress." I will never go by that liquor store... no where near it. I will only walk in the other direction toward the other stores off the main roads. None of them chill there :)
If they rush me... they rush me in the place I'm staying. So... yeah... I'm pretty sure I'm all good, now. Because I'm not afraid of a home invasion!