Virtually Challenged

Lying partially naked on the bench outside the nurse’s office I could be mistaken for someone who owned the place. I had not a care in the world, Ipod on my chest, some privileges returned to me. It had no network to connect to, so no facebook or other distractions just my music.

Music soothes my soul, gives me positive energy, I was singing out loud "fuck you, fuck you very muuuch" lily Allen inspired me at times. Like carving a beautiful statue out of old wood, I know what it takes for someone to want me and also know what it takes for someone to dislike me. A little dangerous skill I use to carve away the dead wood so the statue takes shape.

The things you have to do to make you sometimes are a little degrading. Sometimes is very necessary, my poor little head, but in my long term goal in finding balance I realise that wobbles will happen.

My thoughts were running away on me when *plug*.

"Hey bitch I was, oh hi got a lil word for me yet, come on just one. Say fuck sweetie, come on that’s a boy fuck."

Mute mans steely lips hardly moved, maybe he is deaf, none the less he was here to escort me somewhere. Maybe my room again I was getting used to moving about in this mostly empty building. I'd forgotten what the sun was; hell I didn't even know if it was day or night.

I walked beside mute man hoping to get some response, I gave a cheeky grin, and his stare was unmoved. In my seemingly eternal stay in this facility I was always amazed at the sheer size of it.

Doorways, hallways, it was like a rabbits warren without rabbits. Often alone but never really you always had that impression you were being watched. I had come to refine my cheek into something more pleasing to the establishment all what three of them, the nurse (lovely Bitch), the mute, and the mad doctor.

The Mute companion led me through yet another set of double doors and another hallway. I was beginning to wonder two things were was I going and where is nurse bitch, her presence always near, I could feel her presence somehow yet today I didn't sense her.

My intuition was making me nervous, why I didn’t know. As I walked I began to hear music, like piano music.

I started to hum, the tune was familiar, yet I couldn’t picture the song. The music grew louder, I hummed more. I started to add "la, la's" this song was a part of me I felt.

It was definitely someone playing the piano, not some recording. The style of play this person had talent and an affection with the piano. They played with such passion and heart, you could feel it.

I turned looked, my mute companion was smiling, I was slightly stunned some affection, I caressed his arm, he smiled even more.

I was enjoying this show of affection from my mute companion, how simple it had to be after all to get it, music who'd a thought, i guess thats proof music touches everyone.

Paying no attention to the direction I was walking in when I passed through a door into a dim lit room a piano, a mature gentleman playing must have been in his mid fifties I thought to my self, heck I would have sworn it was my father from behind.

I stopped; he turned his head and looked at me. Instant Horror on my face, music stopped.

"You've Got to be kidding", I Said.

At this point is was thinking or maybe hoping this is some weird virtual reality like induced thing, I was really strapped to that weird chair, this was cruel I thought.

"Ok game over, stop bitch" I said.

My posture changed from horror to anger, I stood still hand on hip.

Then he uttered the one word, the undeniable evidence, this is no virtual trip, he said my name, ozzie was a name i'd given myself.

I froze, my ultimate fear right in front of me, I knew I was ready; I was going to give him a piece my mind, regardless of what it was going to cost me.

One of those moments, emotions take over; the heart controls everything from here.

The big moment and Nurse Bitch was no where to be seen.

Oz