it always take something to being you back real quick…
so as i’m coming back from the barber shop,
headed to the store,
my home-vixen called me bawling.
i literally had to stop and sit on someone’s steps…
her grandmother is on her death bed.
i remember that.
i tried to comfort and give her some kind words.
she knows i could relate.
1 was totally unexpected.
in the barber shop,
this fine wolf came in to get his cub’s hair cut.
his larger than life baby mama was also in tow.
i won’t lie and say that i wasn’t judging her in my head.
“how could he…
get with that…”
…and then i heard star fox “x” voice telling me to stop being superficial.
i wanted to judge in peace.
when i left,
i was thinking to myself about how in between blessings i am.
it’s rent week and i’m a little short.
plus i have a nice cable bill to pay.
when she called about her grandmother,
it brought everything back in perspective.
when you are leaving this world,
which you are never given a warning,
none of this worrying shit matters anymore.
bills will be wiped.
money will be handed down.
your things will be given away.
your existence will be no more.
you’ll just be “good times” to someone in tears.
i went and spent 30 dollars on food.
life will go on.
money comes and goes.
i’ll figure out the details as i go.