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The Real Ones
It hurts to admit when a friendship has run its course. But it hurts more to keep holding on. It’s been said over and over again, but the truth is it does. You keep feeding your expectations just to end up disappointed once again. There’s nothing quite as complicated as interpersonal relationships. It is said that we, humans, are the most intelligent species on this planet, but I remain skeptical. How can you explain the fact that some humans consciously destroy everything they “love”? And, what goes on in that brain of theirs at that point? It’s true that we all f–ck up. Some things are hard to rationalize, especially…
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Love at Ten Eighty – Excerpt
“New guy alert, new guy alert!” announced Jenny. She had just come back from the academic advisor’s office. “Technically, aren’t we all new?” sassed Nana. She was always a smart-mouth. But she was right. We were all just starting the semester, but the fact that Kirk was the last student to join the class, a transfer student from Cuba, perfectly earned him that title. “Is he cute?” I asked. For some reason, being surrounded by attractive people made school all that more interesting. Nana said she thought he was cute and then threw a “but” in there. Jenny, on the other hand, didn’t think so. “Like, at all,” she said.…
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Blue Suede Stilettos
“Are those blue suede shoes?” you asked. “Are you color blind?” I replied, “And, that’s blue suede STILETTOS for ya.” “Smart mouth, I see.” “And you’re quite the observer.” “It just made me think of that Elvis’ song, and since I’m a fan…” “Well, you can drink my liquor, but don’t you step on my blue suede shoes.” “Ha! You know the song? I’m impressed.” “C’mon, it’s Elvis Presley—his biography might as well be a prerequisite for USA History 101.” I remember how you laughed at that silly comment when it wasn’t even funny. But, “You’re hilarious,” you said, unable to control your giggles. Is that a thing you do…
