after wandering in the city all day,
a friend “who i don’t know anymore” suggested we go to toys r us that was in time square.
she wanted to meet up with a girl who worked there that she met online.
i didn’t want the day to end so i was down.
when i first saw the girl we were meeting,
i said to myself:
she looks really stressed out and over it.
SEE this is why I don’t do retail.”
“I really dig this girl’s energy,
but we will probably never see each other again.”
The Universe made sure that wouldn’t happen.
a year or two later,
we reconnected on the blogging platform,
she hopped in my comments and i did the same in hers.
we would write entries about our frustrations and loneliness.
the folks who broke our hearts; the ones who got away.
the main theme for us was trying to find that perfect love.
toys r us and that friend “who i don’t know anymore” both brought us stress,
and ironically don’t exist any longer either,
but they were the starting point in planting the seed for this friendship to grow.
when i look back at the first time we met until now,
i ask myself:
Who knew from that moment we met that our “us” would become this?
i get to write another story on my own platform about us.
last sunday in brooklyn,
she got married to your soulmate…
i was telling my therapist how i’ve been in my emotional bag today.
i’ve been off af.
things are weird.
the energy is weird.
as he put it,
i am probably in an “emotional plague” and to go with it.
i felt a little better and decided to check my ig dms.
joseph d (@josephd_fit) has the bawdy of a Gawd.
he should since he is a personal trainer.
his best asset is well…
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it seems that those fitness bunz had a blue check on it real heavy…
clubhouse is everyone’s latest obsession.
if you didn’t know,
clubhouse is an invite-only social media platform that relies on your vocals.
it feels like a virtual panel tbh.
think of it as twitter,
but with groups and only talking.
there is no flexing with pictures.
there is always some shit going down in clubhouse,
but late nights is where the party is really at.
there are rooms to hear vixen’s moaning for cash prizes.
one was made to hear male’s moaning for money.
atlanta’s lakeith stanfield decided to participate…
i’ve learned that if you just detach and move on,
you’ll find your answers eventually.
i had a dream that i had a convo with a friend i fell out with recently.
we haven’t spoken since summer.
i told them in the dream how much they hurt me by what they did.
i woke up and went about my day.
why that night…
but 4 years of terror has finally come to an end.
america has fired donald trump.
i was in the middle of a podcast when i got the news.
cnn highlighted that in all caps and big bold letters.
you know they were SICK of that orange oaf,
but there is something that bothers me under it all…