Surviving what I could consider the worst day of my life,
l ended my day early at 9:30 pm with a couple of sleeping pills; I woke up at 3:00 am and made myself a large mug of coffee. I left home and went out on the pavement in front of my building to drink it and enjoyed the night, weather and serenity.
After spending roughly 20 minutes drinking my coffee on the pavement, here is what happened:
- Five cars and one taxi came to check me out.
- Three cars gave me a couple of flashlights
- Two cars honked at me
Now, I have my hair tied, which makes it impossible for anyone to think I’m a girl because my hair is not long when tied. I didn’t shave for a few days and have a light beard. I wore jeans and a T-shirt.
The cars and taxis that came and checked me out, when they saw that I was a dude, turned around. I couldn’t let their effort go unnoticed. They got a beautiful smile from me, accompanied by my middle finger.
If I were not hetro, I would be flattered.
It was funny as well as disturbing.
I am going back to sleep; good night.
Doomish:
Brave, Courageous and bold.
Long live his fame,
and long live his glory.
Long may his worthless posts be told.
