Generally, I’ve been a sad duck as of late. my mood has been thoroughly wrecked due to the overflow of bad ju ju. i’m terribly and uncontrollably frustrated by my current living situation and it is effecting every aspect of my life. i’ve only just started to shake myself from this super-funk - like 3 days and counting. i hate to promote (or accept) the concept that, as a social creature by nature, i would be cheered by beings other than myself.
¡pero si eso lo sabe todo el mundo!
this is so… just as i am influenced and inspired to the point of brimming brilliance by folks - i’ve got them male-induced-smiles. (now, keep in mind, its my usual state. i tend to crush a lot, playa style and all…) but i met someone that i will always appreciate for the short time spent together chatting over t.v. land type prehistoric shows complete with all sorts of snuggles at the hotel blue. this homie caught my eye at burts tiki lounge just a few days after 2012 turned to 2013. i liked his striped beanie and bouji attitude, but it was the merlot in hand on a dollar beer night that got my attention. i did my usual, brushed my shoulders off and collar-popped my charms as i passed by a few times. asked what kinda red dye he was sipping and got him to come sit wit me and the crew a minute. we exchanged introductions which is when i realized who this honey was…
long story short, it wasn’t the kind of night i expected. hogans heros glowing blue on the tube, his larger than life voice speaking making messages on repeat and uh like “you can’t hear to well, can you?” and me “what? just playing… no i can’t” and him “have you ever heard of me, i mean, of what i do before this, before we met?” and me
tons of affection and i’m sorry but i have a soft spot for black men who want to be held. the morning was me watching him scramble to get his clothes into his suit case, and his smile beaming down on me with a head pat or two. there was no sex. no kissing. homie didn’t even grind. just hand holding and hugs. and “you got a skype?” and “here’s my number, its a five oh five because i bought the phone last time i was here.” a few scribbles on the back of a receipt and him “I said six, you get that?” me “yeah, yeah, i got it.” he gave me an embrace and pointed to his cheek for a kiss. and i could help but laugh when we walked out together and his partner called out to him
“what up playa.”
I was lucky enough to have met some very beautiful and interesting folks in the past week who truly left a mark on me for the better. one of these instances guided me into the unexpected handshake of our local people-appreciator in the 505, thus granting me some lovely words and recognition via facebook. Thanks a million, here’s what was stated:
“ Makayla was a bit vague about describing her artwork when I first asked her. She just handed me a card and said she would send me a message to describe it. I am a bit impatient and want to post pictures of people as soon as possible, so I went to the website. When I saw her artwork, I thought it was brilliant, creative, and superbly unique. Makayla is gifted and expresses art in a style all of her own. I consider her a blessing to Burque and her work is a gift to this city. You really impressed me Makayla. ”
If you’re interested in finding out about great local folks in the ABQ area, hit the Inhabitants of Burque facebook page and like it.
Finally doing a lot for me, thinking of myself and starting to fall back in love with my life again. Goodbye for now North America. See you later with refreshed eyes. Hello adventure, art, love and experience; Hello Spain.