All my life I had this feeling like I lost something. I would always get this over rushed and unwarming chain of emotions out the blue. I had no clue as why I felt what I was feeling. At first, I pretended and blamed it on the **** I was smoking. I thought maybe I was puffing on the joint too much.


Disclaimer:  Say no to drugs because withdrawals are a *******.

As time passed by, I became distant from everything that meant all the world to me. One day as I was getting dressed for work, I noticed something peculiar that greeted my eyes. I looked at myself in the mirror and only saw my work uniform and my badge that read: Cashier.

Even if the roads are narrow, don't like it curve you.

Everybody has dreams of their own. Mine is to just get a speeding ticket from the police officer when I get pulled over.

I never knew why people cried at funerals. I couldn't even cry at my own.

We got on and sat at the front of the bus. We didn't say a word to each other. And why would we? We were strangers. Two black men. College men. Then I thought to myself, this is the definition of brotherhood-- different goals, same success.

People always ask me “how come you don’t go to church.” So, I tell them and say “because I read the bible and lived its fables. I don’t need any more convincing. I already believe.”

If you are never hungry, you will never want to eat.