ok now my night...or day rather.
O. K.
Last night was my first night on the Floor. Same as it used to be, and considering, I'm thankful I've been trained with the new System because that instantly means, I'm training everyone at the Crestview store. Everyone asked me questions and had me give examples and the calling them out. I loved it, as I always perfom on the stage of life. Every page is a play of some kind I must say.
After the night Died down, an Old friend of my sisters came in, and when they realized it was me they beckeoned me to their table and proceeded the idle chitchat of old friends. The "how ya beens?" and the ever popular "so what do you do now?", and then flat out, they asked me on a date. I was shocked and stuttering overmyself happy to oblige. I can only hope good things come of it. I do like them, but there is no jumping for me now. I'm happy though that I've been given the chance to meet and know just one more beautiful person.
I thought about this alot while I got to sit around last night, and that was: I consider every single person whom I come into contact with beautiful in some way. It doesnt matter if they have a lisp or a hump, or a horrible german accent that you can never understand, I always find some thing thats beautiful about them and associate, in my mind, them with that beauty. I find myself falling in love as friends. I've come to conclusion that I'm to know more people than I should be able to permit, but each one will always be remembered in some way, if not by name but by beauty.
Last night was my first night on the Floor. Same as it used to be, and considering, I'm thankful I've been trained with the new System because that instantly means, I'm training everyone at the Crestview store. Everyone asked me questions and had me give examples and the calling them out. I loved it, as I always perfom on the stage of life. Every page is a play of some kind I must say.
After the night Died down, an Old friend of my sisters came in, and when they realized it was me they beckeoned me to their table and proceeded the idle chitchat of old friends. The "how ya beens?" and the ever popular "so what do you do now?", and then flat out, they asked me on a date. I was shocked and stuttering overmyself happy to oblige. I can only hope good things come of it. I do like them, but there is no jumping for me now. I'm happy though that I've been given the chance to meet and know just one more beautiful person.
I thought about this alot while I got to sit around last night, and that was: I consider every single person whom I come into contact with beautiful in some way. It doesnt matter if they have a lisp or a hump, or a horrible german accent that you can never understand, I always find some thing thats beautiful about them and associate, in my mind, them with that beauty. I find myself falling in love as friends. I've come to conclusion that I'm to know more people than I should be able to permit, but each one will always be remembered in some way, if not by name but by beauty.