Seems straight out of a Kafka novel- an elderly gentleman seated in front of me on the Max train talking on the phone, saying : " he doesn't speak German so speak German. Oh he does? Then speak French . He speaks French too? Then speak Scottish. No one can understand the Scottish. If he understands then take the battery out the phone and call me back.I have a parachute."
and as he said the word parachute, his phone ring.
First of all, I love GOD. Proud Christian here! I love the smell of baked goods, seeing dads with their sons at the barbershop, couples walking down the street holding hands, I love my friends and their kids and their dogs and cats and my cats. I love poetry, jazz, old school R&B, Hip hop, Gospel, House, architecture, writing, and baking. I love compliments about my baking, I love Paris, Scarborough Ontario, Latino culture, nappy hair, and the sound of kids laughing. The first thing I do every morning after I crawl out of bed is get on my knees to thank God for letting me see another day. I invite you to join me on this journey on this thing called Life, where you might laugh, cry, and perhaps be enlightened along the way! I might be enlightened as well, based on your responses to my posts. For collaborations: daij62@gmail.com
3 comments:
Wow
Sounds like something straight out of a French movie as well.
Humorous.
there are some strange people here in Portland
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