a moment in time

July, 20th, 2009

Starbucks- Court St.

The line is forever for the bathroom. On the line wait 2 of them. (giggle, giggle). No respect that is far from civilized. A white boy on his carry size Dell looks back perodically to witness what he really hears. Capturing the meta of the chickens. Jay Electronica' s in my ears because I have no interest in over hearing. Abacadabra. White boy picking pimples. I wonder is he attempting to be funny. White folk do sh!# like that. I'm just saying.

Wooo! A tall slim brother up in here. Staring as he sways back to his seat. I can't type for nothing.

The brother to my right is a bit weird. Real weird. He touched my cuff as he attempted to see my tat. I pulled away. I don't want strangers touching me! He's sitting in a pair of really dark shades watching something on his computer. I can see him laughing from my periphal vision. I don't give a rat's ass if he's watching me. I can take him today. Went to the gym and got it in. Got a sister all amped. Anticipate tomorrow'w workout. God knows I am humbled. I forgot I was fine. Still don't know. It's cool at this point. I am more focused on what I need to do more so than anything else. Priority has it's place, a place I can appreciate.

me

One of the Starbuck workers has just laid out the rain rug. Clouds are rolling in. I have to get going in a minute. I need to put words down. I'm not saying I am a writer, rather someone who desires to talk about her life Like B.O.B Bobby Ray in, "Crashing Down." That song is so, me. My workout song! Folk come ask me what I'm listening to in during my workout.

"and everything comes crashing down/ and everything comes back around

This white boy still picking his forehead. He's tossing the debris on an old tattered piece of napkin. He's gross.

on

This morning I got it in at the gym focused on my arms. It's a need. Not feeling very pretty right now. Plain Jane, really. Gotta admit when brothers try to holler, I appreciate it. Not looking for any attention though. Not because I'm in a realationship but rather because not feeling pretty.

Tall and slim. It's keeping his writing in the organic manner. Pencil and pad. Right pinkie extended. Green grande China Tea.

Melanie Fiona rendition of Heatless is blazin! Never knew the song was so merciless. "How could you be so Heartless?" How could you be so Dr.Evil?