Been feeling a little couped-up lately. Last night I had to get the fuck out of my apt and walk around the neighborhood. A few blocks from my home I met a homeless guy who offered me a drink of his beer then later asked for 60 cents. Why is it that homeless people always ask for fractions of a dollar?

After walking for a few blocks with my homeless buddy, he left me to chat with some guys at the community garden down the way. I continued on towards Oakland Cemetery.

I get strange notions sometimes. For some reason, I really wanted to jump the fence to the cemetery and take a nap next to a grave.

I cased the entrances a while and found a good spot to jump the fence but I thought better of it and instead just stood next to one of the gate and watched the cars go by. As each car went by, I took a good look at the drivers faces. Nobody noticed me. I felt invisible.

I stood there for five or ten minutes watching cars go by and worrying that a pedestrian might walk by and be spooked by a man hiding in the shadows of a cemetery gate but I myself was surprised when I guard drove up to me in a golf cart.

"You all right?" he asked.

"Yeah man, you scared me tough. Thought you were a ghost" I replied.

He said, "Alright then, have a good night" and drove off.