Monthly Archives: January 2015

Busstop

This life cant be mine, she thought. It was raining pretty heavily and she was wondering how sentimental those reasons for never learning to drive had been.
Save money;
Remain active;
Do not spontaneously die bc of forgetting to double check one thing or another;
Save money;
Save money;
Save money.
However, she did love getting to watch everyone. People watching was her thing. She wanted to understand everything ever since she started abnormal psychology that second semester at DCC. Interpreting those things that made no fucking sense why any one person would take part, those said were the things she had the most fun trying to interpret. It was interesting for her to be a part of the usual people at the busstop reacting to one another.
But was it worth it?
Yes, yes it was definitely worth the long waits in the strange weather to get to truly understand folks she normally would have not took the time to. Plus .75cents to take the bus home seemed to be working out very well for her.
Everyone has a story.

Positive affirmations.

No.

We have made it.

No.

Forever we will.

Everything that happened had to happen.

There is little anyone could do to stop it; it is like an avalanche, just waiting for the slightest thing to set it in motion. Like, maybe the sun to melt a certain section of the snow and make the leaves weighed down w wet. Suddenly BAM. Nowwhat just happened?

Then I get to thinking if what happened set things into forward type of motion, or not exactly as forward as I was making it seem to myself. As if forward wasnt a confusingenough direction word. Forward for who; forward for you, or forward for me? What happened still makes a hell of a lot, lot of sense to me.

She certainly cares about your education boy.

-Forest Gump when the principal leaves after Forest’s mom persuaded him to let Forest go to school.

That is what he said to me abt Deb. “She loves you”, or something along those lines. “Ik.”

Then it simmered in my mind.
I came into MeOH My kitchen when Deb was gone one day and quotedForest Gump somehow. Maybe he would make connections. Maybe not.

Now they are closing?
What did I do?
Did I do tht?

No.

I’m Still Here

Poet's Corner

fieldofBluesFgmenots

As I awaken

to the early morning sun

I see you

 

Your smile

radiates such warmth

I think I know you

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