Monday, September 9, 2013
Suspect
Kay. Since I was a youth I have chilled in many cars on many blocks on many evenings doing both legal and illegal shit, right? For the most part it has been uneventful, aside from being swooped on by TF and frisked a couple times.
Was that irritating and disrespectful of my humanity? Unwarranted, even?
Yes.
Was that a surprise?
No.
That's because the whole time I'm in a car parked on a street in anything close to darkness I am checking out what's happening outside. I want to know who is walking by the car, why they are walking by the car, and also whether or not they are motivated to stop and interact with me for any reason while I am in the car.
But. Whatever.
This comes up tonight cause I went out for a game of pool and it was pretty late and I found myself staring into cars as I walked home. It was a tactical move to avoid ending up in Buffalo Bill's basement, but halfway home I started wondering if I seemed as shady as the folks I used to raise an eyebrow at back in the day.
Not sure where I'm going with all of this except that my new neighborhood has me paranoid in 2 directions, apparently.
editrix: for clarity and concision - original written after too much sake
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