The Story

The sun was unforgiving.  The streets were buzzing with people as the temperature grew. He walked quickly through the crosswalk in an entirely too dark suit.  He consciously despised his decision to wear it, but he had to keep his cool, literally.  His journey continued, block after block and light after light.  His forehead glistened with sweat as the minutes passed.  He was just stepping to the song in his head when something caught his eye.  She wasn't paying him any attention though.  She was always turning heads, especially when she strutted in her heels.  This happened to be one of those common occurrences.  He did an immediate u-turn and began to trail her.  Even though it was early, it had already been a long day for her.  Fortunately her day was over.  She was going to collapse in her bath tub with a glass of wine and John Coltrane.  Thankfully her building was just around the corner.  She couldn't get in her apartment fast enough.  He was continuing his chase through the human traffic that was only getting heavier.  The closer he got, the faster she moved.  Surprisingly he had no idea what he was doing.  he couldn't explain why he was following her, but his feet wouldn't stop moving.  Nearly bumping into people, he twisted and contorted his body to avoid losing her.  Then the light changed.  He was stuck.  Really, he only had a decision to make; lose her or chase her.  He decided to chase.  He impatiently watched the cars fly by like a child playing double dutch, counting the seconds in his head.  Then his opportunity came.  He was off.  Safely, he crossed the street.  But where was she?  He wasn't sure, but he kept walking.  She could feel something different, but she didn't know what it was.  She shrugged off her feelings because she wanted to be at home.  Her place was in sight now.  She started up the stairs to her apartment.  Luckily he saw her walking up those stairs.  He unloosened his tie as he started to walk faster and faster, almost jogging.  She had to slow down because of those heels that she loved so much.  That in turn was his saving grace.  He reached the door to find her checking her mail.  He slowed down to wipe his forehead.  She was in plain view now.  She switched keys and opened the door to her place.  A blast of cool air welcomed her home.  The door was cracked the slightest and he saw his opening again.  How bold would it be to just walk through the door?  He wanted to find out so he slowly pushed the door open.  She turned around and saw him standing there in the doorway.  Slowly a devilish smile formed across her face.  She walked towards him as he closed the door.  His face grew serious the closer she got.  She grabbed the tie around his neck and pulled him closer.  He took in a deep breath.  She kissed him squarely on the lips.  Before he knew it he had his hands around her waist and was pulling her closer to him.  She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck.  She used what little weight she had to push him against the door.  He spent too much energy chasing her so he didn't even fight.  She opened her eyes as she pulled back.  He had a look in his eyes like he could just eat her alive.  She flashed that devilish smile again as she walked away.  He watched intently as she disappeared into the back room.  He could hear the sound of water running.  Then he completely broke character as he laughed to himself.  Then he turned around and opened the door.  Once on the other side, he dug in his pocket, pulled out his keys, and locked the door.  He took off his tie and put it in his pocket.  Then he unbuttoned his collar.  There was no way he going to wear that tie today.  Then he started his journey again.  The sun was unforgiving.  

Unfair

I haven't been on here in so long.  I actually forgot how to even sign in.  Anyway, so much has happened since I last posted anything.  Not much has been good either.  I'm happy to be alive, but it has been a struggle for me personally for the past year or two.  I could see when things started going downhill.  It was too late by the time I reacted to it.  No matter what my situation is, there is always someone who has it worse.  I think about my friend from high school.  I couldn't imagine being in that situation.  It feels unfair.  But it's not my place to question what happens in life.  My role is to be there.  Even that is difficult at times because we are naturally selfish.  My empathy can never reach the level that it needs to in order to do any good here.  There are so many things that I wish didn't happen the way that they did, but I can't change anything.  We all have to play the hand we're dealt.  Who decides what is fair or unfair?  It's not my place.  Some people don't deserve their fate while others do.  It's the life that we live.  Life is not fair, but we should cherish it.  All it takes is one eye opening event to change how you see things.  I'm not sure I've had that event yet, but I've had the precursor.  I dread when that event comes because it will probably throw me off balance, but I will be better for it.  Honestly I'm not looking forward to that event.  But I know it's coming so I just keep it moving.  So people take my nonchalant attitude as me not caring about anything.  That's not true.  I've just learned to not take everything so serious.  I lose enough sleep as it is.  I don't let anything else get me to that level.  I'm in a place now where I want to just be happy.  There are so many things that I want, just like everyone else.  I want the house, the car, the family, the fortune.  I just have to work harder to get it.  I turn thirty in a little over two months.  Believe it or not, my arrow is pointing up.  There are clearly some issues to deal with, but I can handle them.  I've tried my best to help anyone who asked me for help.  Now I'm the one needing help.  Fair right?