When it Falls.

Last night was a good time. I almost forgot what getting drunk felt like. Some people need to learn how to control themselves though... Alcohol always brings out the worst in people. Part of me wishes I were younger last night, so I could fit in? My brain thinks way ahead of time and I'm past the grade six version of drinking. Why am I mature in this part of my life?

It was so very hard to wake up this morning.

I can't stop thinking about a certain someone, it's not a crush, it's not obsession, it's just interest. I'm intrigued- I want to know more. Yet so many things tell me to back off, so for the moment I will. I'll just be the friend I always am.

At work today, like any other day- I met some interesting characters. One of which stole 2 pairs of shoes. I pointed out to him that he was wearing one of our brand new pairs off the racks (because I had seen the ugly ones he was wearing earlier) and he claimed that they were his and told me to go back inside and see on the shelf. Sure enough, I stood there in disbelief for a moment, went back inside to see (to prove him wrong of course) and there were his ugly shoes, stuffed in the box of the stolen pair he had on. By this point, he had run away (clever!). What was I to do? Grab him by the ears and say LOOK, these are your shoes? He looked dangerous, and stinky. His shoes stank of urine. yuk.

I also met a crack baby. She must have been 7 years old. The poor thing was in with her mother and grandmother (whom both looked under 30). She was in love with our Power Puff shoes and Hello kitty so I gave her some stickers. She was wearing a t-shirt 3 times her size with a spaghetti stain on it. Her feet were the blackest of black and her mom kept yelling at her to 'SIT DOWN' and 'COME HERE'. I felt for the poor girl. She didn't ask to be brought up under this circumstance... She'll have to live like this until she's old enough to fend for herself. The grandmother mentioned she wasn't the mother of this child like she was a 'thing'. So I talked to the girl more and more, asked her for her name and when she said SpongeBob was funny, we talked about that. I wish I could have taken this little girl home, cleaned her up and put her under my wing. I don't know why I think these things. I'm just fascinated by children and their underlying zest for life. This little lady had a huge smile on her face, couldn't stop talking.. because I took a moment to listen to her. If I were a milionaire, I swear I'd stop doing what it is I'm doing, adopt and spoil. I have too much love to give.

Thank god I meet these weird customers at work. They make great material. Especially the homeless.