Another Lovely Walk (Blog 465)

Yesterday, I went to a couple of charity shops on the search of CDs, then went for a lovely walk in Chobham Common! I got one CD for 50p and another for 10p. Would anyone steal 60p’s worth of music when I parked my car in the countryside area? That seems crazy but then again, how would anyone know I paid such a small amount? I could well have had about £20 worth of music in my car. Yes, it would be difficult selling on 2 CDs at a profit, if you tried to do so on Amazon, you’d only make a few pennies and even then, you’d have to wait a long time before someone finally contacted you about the music. However, are people who smash car windows and run away usually perceived as deep thinking intellectuals? Not really. In the end, I covered my CDs with my Alice In Chains jumper that I chose not to wear because of the weather. It was worth a lot more than the music, but few people like AIC, so I figured I made a good move.

Checking the dogs were nice and safe in my house and weren’t at risk of wondering away and getting lost was a pain, as was checking my car was locked near to the rambling zone, as was checking my lights weren’t left on. I clearly have OCD but on the plus side, do you notice many grammar errors with my writing? There aren’t too many, right? So maybe I’m better off. It’s much harder coming up with ways schizophrenia is good for you. Ahhh voices threatening you, can’t be beat. Anyway, after about two or three minutes, I came to the conclusion my car was nicely parked, very nicely even, so I got on with my walking. I had the lyric ‘I’m a rebel’ stuck in my mind, not because I rebelled against anyone recently (other than Youtuber Badlandschugs who always tells people not to ‘touch that mouse’), but because I had been listening to ZZ Top and it was catchy. I changed the words to ‘I’m a pebble’ which I thought was very funny.

One of the first things I did on my Chobham Common adventure, was sit on a nearby bench and admire the countryside view. A good few miles in the distance was a town, as well! Very nice. Is it childish to stand on the backs of benches, try to balance and not to fall off? I’m just saying, there are fully grown adults who walk across high up wires with safety nets underneath them. What’s more dangerous? Such activities or my one, without any net? I’m not saying I’m more skilled than the tightrope walkers, but I am more risk taking. The thing was, the bench just mentioned had the potential to be clearly seen by many other walkers, I needed a bench that was a little more out of the way. Don’t worry, I found one. As I balanced on it, I actually had a pretty good time, something most people would never understand. I said the bench was out of the way, as I was standing on it, someone approached me from behind and asked me if I had seen his car keys. I did not. It was at that point I got off the furniture.

I was glad when I got away from the man, not because I was truly embarrassed by my prior activities (as hinted at earlier, actually I had good reason to be proud), but because it meant I could stop fighting the urge to lie and shout ‘I found your keys!’ Or at least stop fighting the urge to think that. I’m just saying I have an expressive face that many can read. You could call it a curse, but the plus side is that if I ever get a sore throat, I don’t need to say anything. If I was a teacher, all I’d need to do is face the students and think. A weird thing to see, yes, but valid. When rambling once more, I soon saw a beetle. It wasn’t a stag beetle, but it did remind me of the time my dad said he related to stag beetles as they’re ‘so impressive’. He’s not like a stag beetle but a regular beetle. You may be wondering why my dad said such a random thing. For whatever reason, the topic of spirit animals or whatever was brought up by my family, and yep, my dad said his was a stag beetle. The impressive insect lacking in insight. I also saw a comb on my ramble which was weird. That was basically the trip out, so bye!