Blunt Babe

"I hope one day you will remember this moment". The stranger sincerely stared at her pittiful mess of a face that early Sunday Morning. Wait it is actually Monday Morning. She barelyhas a grasp on the time of the day let alone the sub way scheduelle. No wonder the express was running she thought. She had way too much fun that Sunday Funday. Funny since they preach that Sunday is the day of rest and relaxation. She stumbled up and smiled and gave him a half ass compliment. Sure he meant well but what does that train wreck know anything about me? Besides that a snow bunny is leaving the streets of North Philly at 6 in the morning with a see through polyester shirt. She did not like that he was right and his absolute and reasoning behind anything evil and bad comes from ignoring the light of being righteous and bla bla bla bullshit. He wanted to send her some spiritual serenity but he steered her into a sea of sadness because she did not believe a word he said to her. How can this be the defining moment of my adult life?




How can anything ever happen if you keep running away. Sometimes it is good to take a nap from the negativity and wake up with a wond of wonderous witt.

Stumble into a new scene and dont recollect previous scenes from a different play. Every act is never performed the same way. Stay in character. Noone can quite portray an original role if the words are performed by improv. Life is one big improvisation. So do not worry if you studder or hault on a heartfelt humble that is hidden behind the smiles. The sincere soul is scared by the scares given after your eyes are piercing the person in front of you.