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Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Bad Weather, Good Fortune

It's crazy how the weather can really affect your mood.
When the sun's out, I'm happy, energetic, playful and at peace. But as soon as the clouds come, depression sets in with the rain.

I hate it.

I missed the funeral today because of my self-diagnosed seasonal depression.. which in result made me even more depressed lol. But remarkably.. this post is about God.

Even when I'm in a lost mood, as long as I stay at peace, pray to Him, and think with my faith, everything seems to just fall into place.

On days like those, poetry soothes me. It was a beautiful night with a cool after-rain mist; one of those nights where you can still see the clouds and peak at the moon, and I realized it was Tuesday. Tuesday's are poetry night at Bus Boys & Poets. So I packed my laptop, i pod, and current reading book and walked.


I arrived at Bus Boys and the usual bustle greeted me. I eased my way to the bookstore side to buy my ticket for open mic and took a deep sigh as I read the white sign saying "Open Mic is SOLD OUT."

Oh well, I thought. I might as well download some music while I'm in here.

My eyes scanned the room for a comfy barren spot, when I noticed someone else's eyes following me. While finding my seat, one of the employees at Bus Boys excorted me.
"Is open mic normally sold out?" I asked him curiously.
"Like clock-work."
"Really?"
"Yup. We start selling tickets at 10 in the morning and normally around 3:00 we're sold out," he replied casually. A nice looking guy, probaly a manager since he had a black ear plug coiling his button up shirt. "Were you really interested in the poetry?"
"Yes I really was." I saw that this could maybe be an invitation to see the show. "I walked all the way here. I've never been to the open mic before.. I go to Howard."

I threw it all down with a charming smile. Would he pick up the bait?

"I'll see what I can do."

YES!!!!!

And next thing I knew, I was on stage in Bus Boys & Poets sipping my hot chocolate for the free-ski... These are the times that I'm glad I'm a loner and happy I was born with decent looks and a vagina lol.

But all praise goes to God. It's amazing how He has everything worked out. All we have to do is trust in him. No fear. No worries. No guilt.





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