Thursday, August 17, 2023

Confessions of a sad superhero book 121

 From yesterday while in Long Beach....

I’m still on vacation. Truthfully my spirit needed this. Took my annual little train ride to Long Beach today. Just wanted to sit out by the water for awhile. Try to clear out some of the clutter in my brain. I have so much on my mind and by the time I got on the train I could feel my body tensing up. Like I have been sleeping uncomfortably for some time now and so often my neck is stiff or sore. Today it was really flaring up and I felt overwhelmed by emotions as this very attractive brother came to sit across from me. He was dark and muscular with a black and white (or was it blue and white?) striped short sleeved shirt. I wanted to look over in his direction but I just focused on reading an X-Men comic via the kindle app on my little Samsung tablet. There were some other attractive fellas on the train. Surprisingly there were not a lot of folks on the train and it was even more sparsely populated on the marina where I’m currently sitting. Its kinda hot out here but its fine as long as you are not sitting directly in the sun. Microsoft windows locked me out of word at first so I wasn’t able to type anything until I found a free wi-fi signal. (I really gotta get me a hotspot) I really planned to come out here to work on a schedule for my projects this year. I might do that later if I can find a Denny’s around here because since my Birthday was yesterday I get a free meal. The free meal is usually something I do every year but yesterday when I went to Denny’s with Sir Nathan I had the horror of finding out you gotta reserve online now via an app.

 I have been talking a lot with my friend in Texas. He’s a ranch owner from Botswana. We have good conversations and I am finding “that Jamaican person” to be ever so gradually fading from my thoughts because that is what happens when you connect with a cool person willing to invest in possibly having a future with you as opposed to someone who basically pretends you don’t exist. Its nice being able to notice other attractive guys that might like you do in fact actually exist. I saw quite a few today. I walked past a couple on my way to the Marina and the lady laughingly goes “Protect ya neck!” She was giving me props on my bootlet Wutang shirt that I ordered off Amazon a few months back because I had ended up getting hooked on the excellent Hulu series. Anyway that made me laugh and you know this was a reminder that no matter what Long Beach will always feel like home to me. Maybe oneday I’ll move back here.

I find myself thinking a lot about quitting the lgbt center. Especially since my stuff was stolen. It just doesn’t feel the same working there now. When you add up all the crazy stuff that’s going on with clients and people of questionable character hanging around plus all the potential security risks I get stressed out simply thinking of going back there. (Damn is this sun making my laptop HOT!) honestly I did think about doing some job hunting with this extra time I have to myself. Guess I could. Wouldn’t hurt. (The Queen Mary ship nearby just blew her horn so I’m thinking that might be my que to split. Its weird but I have noticed the police watching me since I came here today. I only started experiencing this over the last few years and I don’t really dwell on it. I’m simply aware. A black soldier recently fled to Korea he says to get away from the crazy racist shit that happens here. I totally understand how he feels. Damn this seafood smells really good blowing around from these restaurants on the marina. I’m really tempted to go get some shrimp. Then again I can use doordash for that later since they gave me credit for screwing up my order yesterday. Doordash and Uber Eats have dropped the ball several times with my food recently. I need to stop spending money on these services. Well I’m about to end this but next week I’m planning to start rehearsals for my new Sins short and things are moving along with my comics and the animation so despite all the chaos of life I’ve still remained productive… 

Update: On my way home a cool chick with a facial disfigurement gave me strawberry Jarittos soda because she didn't have a can opener. I ended up going to Chipotle for a chicken bowl also.

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