Day 254
I saw an article in the paper about an uprising of queers in New York City.
Now my plan to take a trip there with my husband and running won't work. He ould never go near queers. Only if he knew i was one, but he would kill me.
Every day that passes I dread living here in Ashton. I might buy a bus ticket to somewhere and leave. It would be hard but I could pull it off.
That's what I will do. Buy a one-way ticket and be off forever. Never to be found.
Leaving my kids will be hard, but it is what I have to do to be happy.
Day 1
I bought the ticket 50 days ago. I packed one bag and left.
I now sit on a park bench in Central beginning this brand new diary.
Here is to a new life here in New York, and to hopefully pulling it off with a pretty girl I met at a local bar.
