Then the morning comes – Traveling Trails 9

“​What do you think you are doing?”

A​ noise is heard somewhere in the house as if a startled person dropped something that broke. But before we get to that.

A​ complete recap from The Next Chapter, Traveling Trails 7, in order to have a good few minutes to listen to on the next podcast.

7. The Next Chapter

“​Go enjoy the party” she says to him. ” I need time to sit and think to myself. For the first time in your life you are right youngster!” She smiled and watched all the guys sitting there drinking Coronas and Modelos, laughing and telling jokes to each other. She had not seen this side of them, truly, as it is in this very moment. She sees them similar to the farm animals all gathered around making noises. Maybe the animals act like men. Or maybe it is men that act like premative animals. Creatures that love to howl and hunt, prey on the weak, conquer and attack, and laugh about it. But at the same time it was silly, like kids in a playground imagining different roles, pirates, trojans, soldiers, warriors, heroes and villans. She guessed that two days off her mission wouldn’t KILL her. She looks at. her phone at of coarse, a message from the universe. With the many apps we humans have on our phones, it can affirm us anything we desire. From numerology to astrology and many other sources, you could seek the answers you find. Just like in the matrix. Neo was told that he already knew the answer to his question. He and Morphius was right . We already know, and source affirms it for us, whether we are wanting it to be good or bad. You could say I want it to be good out loud, but in the back your head you say that you never get it anyway, and that thought carries more energy and emotion bottled up inside. So you get what you truly desire inside. Not what you speak outside. The more you practice, the less you need a device to follow your intuition. But lets face it, it is badass to go into your phone and affirm your thoughts. It is a great feeling when you affirm with another person or source that you are in the right path. So today is a rest day. Everyone needs that. The villian might catch a break, but lets face it, we all need a break sometimes.

The old man and the guys are laughing so hard. They are almost falling out of their chairs as she looks at them from afar laughing at them and wondering what could they be laughing about. Women is the topic of their conversations. And all the traps they fall into because of them. Each had their own example and the laughter just kept getting louder after each story passed. Ironic, isn’t it. She probably wouldn’t stay if she knew that some of those stories to targeted at Leo for leading them to that ranch following a woman. But she sat there laughing at them not noticing that she is guilty of the same thing she would judge them on. So it is a good thing that she did not hear what they had to say, maybe. She does need the rest.

8. Poke around, what you find

T​hey guys continue joking and laughing about some of those highlighted moments on their journey together. Of of them asks ” you think we should keep walking to try to make it to the United States?”

L​eo said that is still his plan and he knows she is very determined to still go. He looks at her sitting alone and she rolls her eyes. The old man starts telling jokes about the days of his youth and teens at the ranch. They all were laughing at the crazy stories. She gets up from her chair and walks towards the old man. She asks if she can use the restroom by his ear.

“​Oh yea, yea! It, it, it is over there. Go inside the glass doors, turn to the right. The light switch is on the left side once you enter the dark room and the bathroom is on the left. Hold the lever down when you flush! Hehe he!” The old man watches her walk towards the glass door with a slight droolly face. Leo notices with a bit of jealous rage he tried to hide. “So where IS everyone else, Viejo? Where are the other people that helped you in the ranch? Why are you alone?” Leo asks.

“​Ma and Pa died …..” he began when Leo blacked out.

S​he took the opportunity to poke around and see what she could find behind the desk that was positioned parallel to the wall with the restroom. She started digging, trying to quickly get some knowledge about the host who welcomed a bunch of strangers into his house. She was trying to be quick and quite. Can anyone really be quick and silent when they are going through someone else’s things?

I​ am sure that she thought since everyone she knew was outisde, there wasn’t much to worry about. However, she felt a presence inside the house that hadn’t been identified yet. She looks to the door opening behind her and feels she caught wind or something in that direction as she looked. She closes the desk drawer and goes to the restroom to poke around some more.She closes the desk drawer and goes to the restroom to poke around some more. As she touches around for about five minutes, she flushes the toilet. As she thinks of what her next move will be, she continues to poke around in the restroom. She turns on the faucet in order to give the impression that she was washing her hands.

S​he opens the door to a lit room and hears the old man yell. “HEY! There you are! I had to use the other bathroom because you were taking quite long.”

8. Then the morning come

“​What do you think you are doing?”

A​ noise is heard somewhere in the house as if a startled person dropped something that broke.

There was loud noise and laughter outside. Then yelling. Then cries for help. Silence. She looks at the man that has allowed her and her friends to stay in his home. She asked what that noise was on the opposite side of the house from where they were. He demands she not change the subject, but instead answer what it is that she was up to. His breath was quite foul, his dirty white beard seemed to be wet from beer near the bottom of his lip. His words were slurred and he spit as he tried to yell. She quickly replied that she was using the restroom and that they must go see what was going on outside. She was in a panic, her heart was beating and she was looking for something to pick up and hit him with if he tried attacking her.

O​utside there was quite a commotion going on as well. Leo was outside blowing chucks. At first his friends were frightened, thinking they might lose him. Once they noticed he would be alright, and his cheek was plastered against his own vomit, they began laughing hysterically at him. Leo kept murmuring something as if he was trying to reason with someone but making no sense to anyone but himself. The guys were all circled around him trying to figure out if he was okay or was he going to need help. They were wondering if they should laugh or try to do something. They were all so wasted, neither one of them would be able to help him if he was choking to his death.

“​I asked you a question. What are you doing?”

S​he gave him an attitude and asked if she wanted him to show her using the restroom or something? She has needs to take care of in the restroom and it is none of his business. Then she brought up the fact that there was a noise on the other side of the house and outside, so she demands to know why is she being stalked. by him. She defends that this is why, but before she could continue, there was yelling for them to help out because Leo was chocking on his own vomit. It could have been the. old man’s unanticipated exit out of what was turning into a very uncomfortable scene for him.

A​s tough as she always acted, she did not want this guy who has been following her for a length of time and keeps getting on her nerves to die. He has grown on her even if she does not want to admit it to herself. So both of them run towards the scene of the crime to investigate. By the time that they arrived, Leo was snoring loud passed out and the guys were taking pictures with him on their shoulders passed out. They were all taking turns doing something silly to him for the pictures they were taking.

T​hey both sighed in releif that nothing drastic was going on. Then she hits one of the guys for alarming them with a scare that raised her blood pressure up super high. He tells her that for a moment he did seem to need medical assistance, or for her to give him mouth to mouth or something.

“​I’m not kissing him!” relies one of the guys and the rest of them shake their heads as well. Then the younger one asks what happened to the girl that was inside the house.

“​I knew there was someone in there!” she claims. He looks at the two of them and demands that they both sit with him and drink if he is going to talk to them about anything. Because already he can tell that she doesn’t like him and she wants anything to jump off so she can go off the rails. The only way that he is going to trust them is if they have some drinks with him he demands as he pulls out the tequila. She asks where are the shot glasses. He laughs and explain that all he has are these regular glass cups, or what you could call a large shot glass. “Bring it on old man!” she calls out and demands he tells her who is the girl inside the house.

“You are talking about my 14 year old niece. She has been staying with me for a couple of weeks helping with chores inside the house” he tells as the young man passes out in front of them leaving them two left drinking. A game of 21 questions. How many questions will she get answered before one of them passes out?

There was a bit of yelling, quick flashes of light coming in and dark taking over. Panic. What is going on? Everything shuts down!

Then the morning comes. The rooster does the wake up call. She wakes up covering her ears and sitting up on her bed. She wakes up terrified, not knowing where she is or where is everyone else that she knows. It is still quite dark in her room, and she hears no other noise, until her ears focus a little and she hears a snore. She tries to trace where the waves are coming from. She looks to the floor and sees Leo laying on the floor face up, passed out from drinking.

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    Writing Her Tomorrow – Traveling Trails 10
    W​hat does she remember she thought to herself. She looked around getting up realizing she had nothing but the sheet that she dragged across the room accidentally kicking Leo who just turned and snarled in his sleep. She grabs a pen and pad and runs back to her bed and began to write:
    I​ walk in this path full of beauty. He tells me he is excited to show me around and he had been waiting for me. There were towers of fresh vegetables that surrounded our path. I tell him how fascinating they look. The smells that I came across were amazing. I had no words that could possibly explain the feeling and awe that I felt. As he walked in front of me leading the way and talking about something, I couldn’t help but wish that one of my many friends that started this trip would have made it here with me. They would say they cannot believe that I was right the whole time. But none. Not one of them were here with me now.
    I​ asked if I was dead. He chucked and replied he was sure he was not, did not know about me. He assured me though that it would not be a good story to have her go so far only to die. At least it shouldn’t be from my perspective.
    I​ state that it is not that I want to die, it just seems very ironic that I should be the only one able to see what I had been talking about when I first started my journey. I saw it in my head and it just seemed so amazing. I felt I had to come. I started alone and ended alone. There were many who traveled with me. Some that stuck with me like flies. I could easily be dead I thought. You could easily be alive, he told me. It could be a dream, it could be reality. A wave a potentials, what does that even mean?
    Even when I tried to make out the details of his face, I only heard his voice. Everywhere I looked there was protection. There was protection on a table to my left as we walked past the greenhouse. We walk through a foggy place as he asks me about my journey and asked how long had I been traveling. He opens a fogged door and we enter a room with an astrological path that we followed, leading us to a dark hallway. Soon we entered a paradise room in which he opens a door for me to walk out of. It happened so fast and I tried to remember as much as I could from the whole walk. I woke up in this room with Leo on the floor.
    Truth or Fiction
    The situation she finds herself in is as foreign as the one she wrote about. The night before was unlike any night she had before. She is a traveler from Central America walking a path of unknown where nothing seems normal. Her travel seems to be more of search for comfort more than anything. She wanted to feel safe and comfortable.
    Imagine, or recall, a journey far away from home. You are set off to make a new home somewhere that you decide to settle. But until you settle you don’t know for sure. You have an idea, a vision, a dream.
    I​f your dreams feel so real and you wake up to a new situation every morning, would it be a challenge to be able to tell truth from fiction?
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    S​he wonders what’s behind the next door as she puts the pen down and becomes aware of her surroundings where her friend’s snore is the loudest thing in the room. She gets dressed and opens the bedroom door.
    “​Good afternoon sunshine! All of your other friends have been up for hours, the only two asleep are you two in there! Door was locked.”
    Obviously he was exaggerating because the sun had just come up, but now that she was outside the room she could hear noises of people working outside. She saw the young girl that she had heard the night before walking away to another part of the house as the old man continued to bitch about them getting up late. She looked at him with a questionable face as she told him that she did not agree to work for him. They all insisted that she take a break so she did, and she was now ready to leave now. There was a path she must follow.

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