So, this is my life.
And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
why i'm SUCH a good person
do you think that you're a good person?
just curious. i don't mean to pry.
i've never thought to myself, "I'm a good person." although i do occasionally say, "Because I'm *such* a good friend." but yesterday morning i found myself thinking that i might be a good person, in a way, perhaps, just a little bit, possibly.
i was leaving a subway train, heading toward the stairs toward street (aka non-urine-smelling) level, when a voluptuous black woman rushed past me down the stairs toward the imminently departing train.
i wanted her to make it.
i wanted her to breathe a sigh of relief.
i wanted her to make it to work on time.
i wanted her big boobs to fit onto the train.
i turned back to check.
she made it.
i was unreasonably glad.
does that make me a good person? is the sky blue? there is only one answer to questions such as these.