If any of you have seen my YouTube videos, you know I have a beard. It's only about a months worth, but I already look like Grizzley Adams. Anyway, I was walking down the street with a fountain Mountain Dew in one hand and a smoke in the other, while wearing a Grinch who stole Christmas shirt on. Now she comes across the busy street trying to miss the cars. She is carrying her huge purse losely as she runs across and then she spots me. You would of thought I was a terrorist and she was carrying top secret documents, because thats what she acted like as she held on tight to that purse with both hands. For one, that is one hell of a bad judgement call. It's not like she was in Omaha and you could see the cops shop 50 feet away and they have cameras. COME ON! Not everyone you walk past is out to get you. People look at me like I am going to rob them in broad daylight, maybe it's time to shave it off or is it time for people to just pulls their heads out of their asses? I find this disturbing on so many levels. If something is going to happen to you, it either will or won't. You get away clean or you don't. In most situations you have no control, only your reaction. The stain of your cloth was chosen long ago. The only way to change that is to change the person you are now. Judge yourself, not me! Just because someone looks a certain way, doesn't make it so! Hell I wrote a book and will be famous one of these days, so I doubt I will be out there purse snatching. Your life adds up with the things you do and the things you say. You might want to think about that before you reach the Pearly Gates. Well until next time.
Writer in Limbo
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