Red Horse Kick
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I puffed some smoke into thin air. Deep in thought, I contemplated whether I should go or stay. “What the H!” I finally said, “ I’d like to wear my heels just for tonight.” I was born in the sign of a horse. I am the life of the party. The salt of the earth. I am the elegant horse. I have decided that the girl is going to have fun tonight or I will die pretty soon being prim and proper. I have to get out of my skin for a while and inhale the oxygen that I call life.
I needed to be with people with the same wavelength. So I’ve been. I drink ‘till I got drunk. I danced ‘till my muscle hurt (correction: I grinded). I watched a woman grinded in front of me and appreciate the way her body moved to the music. I stole a kiss from a guy who dances salsa to an R n B beat. (Nevermind that, he was sexiest among the male species). And all the rest was done half-consciously.
I saw the sun smile at me when I headed home. And finally...a frown. I fell asleep in my bed for an hour and headed for work. Vaguely, I remember some of the things that I did and I found myself laughing. I hate and love myself altogether. I am extreme and it is a good reason to laugh and regret at the same time. I have never known anyone as interesting as myself for I have never known anyone as much as I know myself. LOL. Call it self-love, I don’t care. I do not write to praise myself or to give others pleasure. I write because I want to. It is the same in all aspect, I do things because I feel like doing it.
Finally, I am sober now. Woe is me. I felt sad when I think about what other people must have thought of me. But I didn’t want a trade, I liked what happened the way it happened. I didn’t want to change a thing because I thoroughly enjoyed everything. I was alive. I was revitalized. I can go back to my own skin now and feel like I never miss out on anything.
And to the Salsa guy, I really had fun harassing you. (LOL) I hope the sorry food that I brought you is enough to tell you that I want to do it all over again. (LOL again) I meant to say, it won’t happen again.
Whew! I am desperately in love with myself and my life.
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A wild night is good once in a while. There's a lot to love, there, Sheena.
Hey ralwus. Good to see you again. I miss you, too.
@Jess - absolutely right. thanks very much!
Excellent, I really enjoyed your style and attending the party through your eyes, great little piece. :)
Mrvoodoo - thank you very much. it's been a while since i wrote something that I am allowed to publish so thank you for the appreciation.
Sheena...glad you had fun and who gives a flying F%&$! what anyone else thinks. I am with you Chica...I have been in love with myself a long time, and quite frankly just as you say you know yourself better than anyone, we being among the group of "self-love'rs" we also know how to make ourselves happy without the disappointments that others who base their lives on what others think of them have. That deserves respect! much luv chica- JJ
Sheena, sorry for taking so long to read but I am glad to read that you are taking time to enjoy yourself. I miss you here -hugs-













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ralwus says:
4 months ago
Well good for you! Life of the party huh? Oh Sheena, I thought we'd lost you forever. We missed you around here girl. hugs and peace, CC xox