Last night on a walk minding my own business I was disturbed by a stranger in an instant she smiled at me and handed me a box of donuts.
She had just closed shop and didn't want to throw them away and seeing me, she hopped at the opportunity to give them away to a passersby
And since no one else was around she gave me all 3 boxes each with 6 donuts covered in cream, chocolate and pastry filled with jam, cream and chocolate
My first thought (after thanking her that is) was who would I share them with? I knocked on doors, but no one was home to enjoy this treat and considering my recent treatment as my life has been passed though a blender I thought I'll eat them all myself
And so I walked and walked and walked with boxes of donuts in my hand back home the flock bent over the boxes and one by one they ate them and one by one they gave them away
Except for me for I couldn't eat a single one because they contained milk and I'm lactose-intolerant
got lost and confused by the tint of green in your eyes that would make fresh, summer grass jealous and St. Patrick pass out on his own celebration.
see i'm still learning how to be okay with things I cannot change about myself but I don't think it's ever been easy loving parts I've never asked for, but was dropped on me like the feeling of highness from those hits
the thing I don't understand is how alright how content how proudly I would be able to love you when I never asked for you, yearned for you, but only stumbled upon you.
every time i'm around and hear the sky open from the grace of your laugh it is as if you are wooing me closer and closer to heaven making me feel like a good man who's met his guardian angel something i'll wait a whole lifetime for.
I spent some time with a good friend of mine, whose name is Maryjane. She helps me to get through the stress, and dulls some of my pain. When I feel so upset from life that I just cannot eat, I pack a bowl, light it up, inhale, exhale, repeat.
Then something magical happens, I think about food. The way that it tastes when it's swallowed and chewed. And I make weird creations that shouldn't taste right, but thanks to my green friend I eat every bite.
A grilled taco sandwich with mustard and cheese? As long as I'm ******, I'll say "Yes, please!" A hamburger pie with ice cream on top? If I've smoked enough, then I'll eat it up.
I love my dear friend, because she always sets me right. She levels my head and gives me a manly appetite.