In any relationship, there's always the time when you're faced with two competing, equally valid, points of view.
- On the one hand, you should never accept piss-poor behaviour.
- On the other hand, you should forgive people their screw-ups.
When we finally spoke, I was livid.
But here's the thing: after all was said and done, she pointed out one time that I showed piss-poor behaviour. And she said she forgave me.
Y'know, every night, every single one, I ask to be forgiven our trespasses as we forgive those that trespass against us. These can't be empty words. Cause, I gotta believe you're more than just your thoughtless screw-ups. Cause, I gotta believe that I'm more than my awful things.
Saturday, in the midst of a hurricane, see LisaV and her friends downtown at onea my favorite joints, a hidden bar called East Side Company. No signs, no lines. Just the number 49, baby. Meet her friend, a tall, hella attractive Asian girl and ask for her info - but it's not for me; she's exactly my buddy's type. Sometimes, you take one for the team, yeah?
Sunday, meet up with Heartgirl for a last minute thing. Stop by her place and help her bake cookies and discuss Scrabble. We had The Talk but it was nuthin I didn't already know. Put our shades on and we're off to a BBQ in Brooklyn where we hung out with her friends. Nice group but more on that some other time.
Get home Sunday night with a belly fulla charred meat, fatty carbs and beer. Nice but in my head I think, Man, summer's really not my season.
But fall, man...fall's my season. Cannot wait to see my fall blue sky again.
Music: I know enough to know when someone trusts you