Something for Sunday

Today we did something different. We hit up a fast food joint in Oklahoma. We were bored and since it was Sunday our options were limited. We knew fast food would be easy. We sat around for awhile inside the facility to make sure they had a decent amount of cash in the drawer. It still wasn't much, but it was something and it was easy. I don't think there was anyone over the age of 21 working in there. They didn't care whether we took the money. They gladly gave it to us just as long as they weren't harmed. We didn't even go far. We left and came back to watch the police arrive at the restaurant while we sat across the street. Gaear knows how to cover tracks really well. They had no idea we were right there, almost in plain sight. They thought we were just some of the onlookers. How funny is that?

I've never found anything to be so much fun. Am I a little twisted mentally for thinking that? Probably. Almost definitely. Nevertheless, I feel so alive! Last Tuesday, after we successfully completed our first job we went out to celebrate a few hours down the road. It was St. Patrick's Day, so everyone was hitting up the bars. I watched all the people around and thought of their meaningless lives. They probably were out to escape from their stress and worries. I had no worries. I was a free man! I'll die before that freedom gets taken away.