I had an interesting experience this morning. But before I can talk about that, I need to go back in time about 15 years.
15 years ago here in Chicago, Millenium Park used to be Grant Park. I was 18 then and just REALLY coming out of the closet with no guidance or role models whatsoever. My parents weren't talking to me, and I was pretty much house-hopping from place to place to keep from going home and dealing with all of that. Well one evening I was down in Grant Park hanging out with some guys (the wrong group of guys, as I found out years later), and there was this light skinned guy, kinda short, kinda attractive. I wanted to try and holla at him and see what he was about, and succeeded. We kicked it for a little while, but he was on a lot of bull. Needless to say I called him out on it (I was a hothead back then) and things got real ugly, real fast.
He pretty much dogged me out, talked about me really bad, and admitted to playing me for a fool...in front of everybody. For months after that, whenever I would see him he would talk about me real bad, didn't want to have anything to do with me, and even went as far as flaunting his new boyfriends (yes, plural) in front of me every chance he got. I was heartbroken, devastated...hell I was young and didn't know any better. But I got over it.
Fast forward 15 years to this morning.
As I'm leaving Dunkin Donuts (gotta love that coffee!) heading to work, guess who I see standing outside begging for money?
You guessed it!
I didn't snub him on the way out. I gave him a dollar. And here's the kicker. He thanks me for the dollar and asks me "is there anything I can do for you?"
Yeah there is something you can do. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. And I mean that.
Isn't it funny how Karma will turn on you?
You Can't Escape Time
2 years ago