wonder what it would be like to have Strong opinions
I walk down 12th today following the guts of an eviscerated cassette tape for blocks and blocks and blocks. An unseemly death and I don’t know why. Wonder if it was something good maybe like Paul’s Boutique or Dark Side of the Moon. Standing by the bus bench hips belonging to a sign-wielding-Little-Caesars-employed woman jitter to Twin Shadow coming out of my earbuds. The bus driver is late again he can SUCK MY DICK. Wonder what it would be like to develop a thought fully. Or have strong opinions about things and not be a numb and passive human drone.
I bought sushi with a drink at the mall food court and the price was 9.11. Like planes crashing into towers. The dude asked me midway through filling up my drink if I wanted something else with something in bleak mumblespeak. In my polite nature I said ‘yes.’ He turned around and spit into my coke. We made violent unbroken eye contact for 5 minutes until I had to go back to work.
feels like keeping my hands slipped into my boxers just makes me feel warm and safe inside. Like everything is going to be alright. It has the opposite effect on people sitting near me on buses, though.
No one hit on me today. Feels disappointing. I don’t think anyone even double took. I never double take people. It’s un/fa/ and I don’t exist to pander to people’s self esteem.
