“then i’ll always be...
maybe it's me
or maybe it’s because i come from a world (in my head) of caring how the words i say affect people outside of myself i don’t like going around telling people how to live their lives…even to the degree that my suggestions may make their lives better—unless they ask me directly so maybe it’s that golden rule thing that so many people ignored coming up that has me AND...
i live in brooklyn
and something about that just seems right. one day i’ll go bloom some more in paris, when someone is paying me to be there. for now, i’ll just love what i got.
baffling has 2 meanings
this dude sitting on the Q train today (during the faint rain) asked: do you have an umbrella?
me: no, but i don't mind (with a smile)
his follow up question: are you single?
me: (hesitation...did i hear him correctly?) um...yes?
him: can we exchange numbers?
me: (baffled confusion) no! (with a smile)
...and walk away... ????!! (is this how courting starts these days???)
i can make a change….i can start a fire…– miss janelle monaé
givin up is hard to do…i’ve tried, but it just ain’t no use– donny hathaway
this weekend i was walking towards the train with one somebody, passing another somebody else from a past lifetime and the somebody else was with another somebody new and even though i call myself mainly over that somebody else, i admit, i felt that very slight, however sharp pang of —dang! it really is the past now, huh? moving on is an interesting sensation necessary, but not always...