a story that was hard to forget...

one day in the spring of 1989(a Sunday),i was at my soulmate's apartment,so i had to sprint for the bus(about ten blocks),and i missed the bus by ten seconds,nonetheless... i had no money,and no way home... i lived with UNC,in South Natomas,and i was in Carmichael,at the time... how in the world did i get home??? walk about twelve miles across North Sacramento... it was 6:30 pm,and i had to walk home,so i did... i was in tip top condition from my training for a marathon,so it was not too difficult,and so i thought... i was dead wrong!!! getting to Arden Fair Mall was not too difficult,but i shortly after passing Arden Fair Mall,i had both hips dislocate,and then i popped them back into place... the last five miles was simply torture,and when i got home at 2:15 am,i stupidly realized that i had run out of my soulmate's apartment without my house key,so i laid down on the cement slab outside the back sliding glass door,for a few seconds... did not to wake up UNC,at that time of night(he would have "killed" me),but then realized i had left my bedroom window unlocked,but shut,so i crawled into the bedroom,and went to bed... what a night!!!!