II. Hit the road, Jack!

Have you ever been thrown outta your own place? Do you know the feeling of having nothing left to lose? That feeling of the homeless people, who are not only alone, but lonely? Yo! Yo! Stop it right there! That feeling, which I highly doubt it is shared by our homeless people is the one of a total daze.
When my father saw himself with a great lack authority in front of his single (?), beloved daughter he yelled Why you no move out, if you`re so smart?  and guess what? that was one of the few times when I listened to him. The following day, I was on my way to hit the road and have the time of my life. I left my hometown (unfortunately for only three days) and went... to the forest. Me really inspired at the moment. After an hour or so, I went to the station, realizing I`m not in The Flinstones and took the first train.

 

That was my first act of rebellion, besides painting the walls, denying and losing my so-called religion, getting a snake as a pet, trying to run away with the circus... alright, so it might not have been the first, but still counts as one of `em.