Find Me

I used to play a game...I'd go outside, to park or woods and wait for someone to find me...or notice I was missing. Those summer days, as a child, completely off and alone...and no one ever came looking.

I used to play a game, when I was a teenager. I'd walk off to the playground or woods, sit and wait to see if anyone noticed I was gone. Those summer nights long, dark, peaceful, lonely. No one ever looked.

I used to play a game, when I was married. I'd drive off to the store, for hours. Returning I was not really missed.

I used to play a game, when I was an adult...because I learned it as a child. No one calls or comes looking. Nothing has changed.

True story