The Wickford Twilight Zone

So I have finally visited Wickford.  Although I did not do it intentionally, it still counts.  My whole family decided it would be a good idea to go to a local restaurant right near Wickford then walk into the village and get ice cream.  This is a task I have despised since I was in high school, but then it was out of fear of being seen with my family in the only hang out spot in our lovely town.  This time my fear came from the realization of how much I have procrastinated on this project.  As I looked at the village the shops suddenly turned from inviting locations to nervousness and angst about my project.  

Furthermore, it felt like the Twilight Zone episode where all the man wants to do is have quiet time to read his book.  I forget why he finds himself in a bank vault but he becomes trapped during a sort of nuclear Holocaust.  When he is finally free from it, he realizes he has gotten the peace and quiet he has desperately yearned for.  He feels a sense of  euphoria and then his glasses fall to the ground and break.  He is left alone in the world but is now without glasses so he cannot read his books.  My situation, although not nearly as desperate, made me feel like him.  I was now stuck in the place I have to do a project on but I am without a writing utensil or paper.  I saw that a little girl had left a piece of chalk on the sidewalk and I became dangerously close to picking up the chalk and writing my paper on the sidewalk.  I did not do this in fear of what people would think of the 20 year old writing about the different shops in Wickford on the ground.  Sadly, I ate my ice cream quietly with only one thought in my mind: "I have to stop procrastinating and do this (choice word) project."  

When we left Wickford, I came home and opened up the WikiTravel page.  I went to the non-existent Wickford page and clicked "create this page."  The blank file opened and as I began to pick a template and my roommate called me to play a game of Halo.  I decided that the latter was more important at the time and closed my computer.  I won that game of Halo but it was a cold win, with the feeling in the pit of my stomach that I still had to do something.  I ignored this feeling and went to bed.  Sadly, this is a true story.