it's cold but i'm not going HOME; [missy]

[ryan clenton]

I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT
BUT I'M OKAY

Ryan found himself walking around. Helplessly. Yes, helplessly. There was nothing in the world for him to do. So, he had decided to walk. That afternoon was quite boring. He had recently moved to New Mexico and found that there was nothing to do there. Theme Parks? No. He got motionsickness. Parks? He wasn't fond of nature. He wanted to go green for the enviroment, but he hated being outdoors. How ironic. The neighborhoods in the town all looked the same but his was dull. The houses were boring looking. Just like everything else in this town. Boring, boring, boring. God. He might as well just commit suicide at this rate.

So, Ryan was walking. Bored and walking and trying not to make it look like he was stalking anyone, since it was getting pretty dark out at this time. Nearly 6 o'clock to be exact. But he had nothing else to do. Of course, he could be doing dishes. Or vaccuuming, or mopping, or....cleaning? Yeah right. That would be a mother's dream come true. And he and his mother didn't get along well. At all, really. The only thing they shared was the mutual love towards each other. And over-protectiveness. Yes, it was sad. He was overprotective of his mother. But who else was there to live for in this world?

He didn't know....
Yet.