HER

          The air was crisp, and the fog was thick. The clouds loomed over the city. I never really paid much attention to the skyline that was in perfect view, on the way to my loft, in the heart of the town. I couldn't stop thinking about Myasia, the woman from the plane. We decided to exchange numbers and planned to link up soon. Ironically she lived in Midtown not too far from me. I hope I get to see her before my next show. Although I don't know how long I can keep her a secret. My friends aren't homophobic, but they have skewed views about homosexuality. Perhaps they don't need to know about her until I know more. There is no way I'm going to mess up this opportunity to explore this mysterious journey that the universe has presented to me.  I have exactly 14 days until my next gig in NYC. I will relax, shop and catch up on my favorite tv series. Oh, and I guess I can work on some new music too. Lately, I've been avoiding my creative craft.


I entered my loft and was thankful. The fresh scent of linen was still in the air. Yes, I am tidy! One of the tidiest amongst my friends. Thanks to my cleaning service, my home is kept at it's best while I'm away. There's nothing like being gone away from home for a long time and returning to a clean house. I've been neat as long as I can remember. The persistent persuasions of my mother inciting the importance of cleanliness have stayed with me.  While lost in my thoughts, my cell phone rang.

"Hello!" It was HER! "Myasia, Hi its good to hear from you." I didn't think she would call so quickly, but she did say she likes to embrace the present moment.

"I know you're probably just getting in Danni, but I was wondering if we could chill later tonight, maybe catch a movie or something?"

I was never gonna turn that down. "Of Course, let's meet up at the AMC around six, and we can choose a movie then." She agreed, and we chatted for a little longer. It was happening. I was going on a date with a woman! Wow, I have to tell someone. As I thought about it, I shook my head. No, I need to learn how to keep some things to myself. So there it was, my first encounter and interactions turned into a date. My heart was beating fast, and my stomach started doing this knot thing. I grabbed a ginger ale to settle my stomach and ran to the closet to choose my outfit. Then there was a knock on the door. I was hoping it wasn't Tony, not now, but he knew I was coming back in town and he has been waiting to kick it for a minute. The knocking became more persistent as I approached the door.

"Alright, I'm coming!" I peeked through the peephole, and sure enough, it was him. "Hey Babe, how was Paris? I'm dying to hear all about it.  Come here." Tony grabbed me and hugged me tightly. I always loved his strong arms wrapped around my body, but at this moment, I just wanted him to let me go. I pulled away slowly. He instantly noticed.

"Hey what's up with that? You go away to Paris and come back brand new on a brotha?" I didn't know what to say, but I knew I couldn't hesitate, that would make it worse. "Not at all Babe, it's just that I'm kinda in a rush. I told someone I would meet up with them shortly and I don't want to be late." He looked surprised.

"Oh? and does this someone have a name or are you keeping secrets now?" All I could do was laugh cause I could feel his jealous fit coming on, but I was not about to entertain it, Not today! "Look, Tony, this is all business although the meet up is casual. I would appreciate it if you would respect my space right now. I'll link up with you later or tomorrow." Before he even responded, he started walking to the door. "Alright, then Bye, see ya later. Oh and have casual fun!"

He can be so sarcastic at times.I just locked the door behind him and finished gathering my things for the night. He was not about to kill my vibe. Tonight was all about Me and HER!ing my things for the night. He was not about to kill my vibe. Tonight was all about Me and HER!

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