A Lucky Escape…

It’s hard to describe how I feel: defensive, independent, hurt, scared, defiant, brave, lucky… I ran to my car tonight. It was unusual – I was only a couple blocks away when I said goodbye to my girl friends. He was watching I guess. Just another car on the street – a hoot n’ holler, drive-by compliment, no one too serious I was sure… I smiled, laughing to myself a little- had that move ever in history ever worked for a guy? He must have seen my smile, or perhaps he was offended when I didn’t respond. Perhaps a challenge? It was certainly not an invitation.

My life… as a list of experiences

I am who I am because of the following…