The Human Race

“Look at us. Running around, always rushed, always late. I guess that’s why they call it the human race. What we crave most in this world is connection. For some people it happens at first site. It’s when you know, you know. It’s fate working its magic. And that’s great for them. They get to live in a pop song; ride the express train. But that’s not the way it really works. For the rest of us it’s a bit less romantic. It’s complicated and it’s messy. It’s about horrible timing and fumbled opportunities. And not being able to say what you need to say when you need to say it. At least, that’s the way it was for me.”- The Switch (2010)

 

This quote is from the movie The Switch (2010). “Love at first site” is bullshit! If that were the case I’d be in love with thousands of people around the world. The “L” word is thrown around carelessly. Children/teens are walking around saying they love each other. Why isn’t this word sacred. I hear stories about couples that have been in LOVE and are still in LOVE ’til this day. What happened? Where did we as a people go wrong?

 

I often find myself being hung up on the littlest things. When I’m standing in line and a nice handsome man lets me in front of him. I hear wedding bells. But to him, he was just being nice or waiting on his significant other to come in line so he can check out with her. When I’m in a restaurant and a guy waves or winks at me, I instantly pick out baby names. When he waving or winking at the person behind me. Yep, I’m that girl. I think too much into things. I stress over the little things. That’s me. I never give up on love no matter how much I get hurt, at least I don’t stop trying.

Just yesterday I was on Facebook commenting on a status and some person liked my comment. I went to see who it was and I saw that it was someone I went to high school with. I then began to go into “teenage girl” mode and search him. I went to his profile and clicked on his pictures, his posts, his friends, family members. I even googled him. I found his twitter, his Instagram, and I found his Myspace. I mean I seriously stalked him all from a “like” on my comment.

What has happened to me? Am I the only one that does this? I can even remember breaking up with one of my ex’s and stalking him on every social media to-date! I’m not sure why I do this. It has to be something in my brain that makes me stalk. I’m not ashamed nor proud of my abilities. I consider myself a P.I Investigator. I’ve Google(d)/Bing(ed) many people. Is it so wrong to actually look up and search people? Why would it be wrong? Do you search others?

Just like the quote says, we as humans crave connection. We crave affection, attention, and love. There has got to be something within each and everyone of us that triggers our need for companionship. No matter how you find your partner, whether it be through social media, dating networking sites, etc., we want that word… That L word. LOVE. You can deny it all you want. There are the people who claim the “single life” is best life and that they’re perfectly fine with being alone. We all know someone like this. It could even be you. But deep down inside you want to be wanted, you need to be needed.

 

I’m going to wrap this up! Love is a very special thing. It’s what keeps us going. What motivates us. It’s what makes us… Well. US! You can be the most cynical person on earth, me and you both know, there’s an optimistic person out there for you. It’s only a matter of time.

 

 

 

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Black Coffee 2 creams with sugar, Please

“Hi, how may I help you?”

—“Ummm. I’m not quite sure yet.”

“Is this your first time here?”

—“Why yes it is.”

“Okay, well what can I get for you? Anything seem to catch your eye?”

—“Hmmm. I don’t know just yet.”

“Well, when you do. We’ll always be here.”

 

How do you take your coffee? I’m not one to discriminate. There’s just something about a warm coffee to wake you up in the morning and get you on the go. But what’s coffee without your cream and sugar? What’s life without it all? How do you take your coffee? Do you prefer black coffee? Vanilla bean? How about ice cold coffees? Do you like mocha lattes? Frappes? What’s your preference? What does your coffee say about you? Do you drink coffee?

Let me tell you how I like my coffee—

I like my coffee straight out the pot. There’s just something about the hot, steam that inner tangles with your lips and tongue as it slides down your throat warming your body in ways you can’t begin to explain. Your body illuminates as your eyes open wide. This is how I like my coffee. I like my coffee strong. No weaknesses, sugar, or creams needed.

Give it to me straight!

After all what’s the purpose of a weak coffee? It doesn’t wake you up. Make you feel alive inside. It doesn’t carry on for your hardest days. When it’s crunch time I do not want or need weak coffee.

Give it to me strong!

My coffee never lets me down. It’s a pick me up when I feel down. More than a confidant. My coffee takes all my troubles away. That stream of coffee every time I sip takes me on a joy ride.

 

BUT.

They say you’re not living until you’ve had coffee with vanilla cream. And what’s cream without sugar?

What’s life without a little risk? Ha!

 

 

“Hi, how are you this morning?”

—“I’m doing well.”

“That’s great what can I get for you?”

—-Ehhh.

“Decisions. Decisions.”

—“Yes, many decisions. But I think I know what I want.”

“What would that be?

—“Black Coffee. Scratch that, I’ll try the vanilla bean.”

“Sounds good. Anything else?”

—“Yes, I’ll take that with 2 creamers and sugar”

 

 

How do you take your coffee?

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Music is universal. Don’t you think?

There are many different languages, dialects, cultures, beliefs, structural systems, laws, customs, etc. But if there is one thing I know, music is universal. Music is everywhere. Music transcends to different races and cultures regardless of any language barrier. Music can effectively communicate to all men around the world.

Music is timeless. Have you ever had some one tell you, “Oh man. You don’t know nothing about this. This is music from my time/era” That right there is an example. Music is timeless. Music from waaayyy back when is still as effective, if not more, today. Example, everyone is on this 90’s kick. I can’t lie, I’m on one too. I like finding old music that’s not really played on the radio or commercialized. I love unedited, RAW music. It speaks to me.

Music speaks. Rhythms and rhymes, ,beats and drums, lyrics, poems, songs. These are the few of many ways music speaks. How does it speak to you? Are you listening? Tribes in Africa use song, and dance to convey feelings or emotions. Chants are a more common form of communication between tribes. But if you listen closely. Its music. There’s a pattern, a rhythm, a beat, a song.

Chants are even used today. Many sororities and fraternities use chants to convey a specific message to one another. Believe it or not protesters use chants to get across a belief or message as well. Churches use words of worship, song, and dance to express their love.

Music is in me. It’s in everyone. Even you. Yes you reading this. Music can make you feel many things. Happy, sad, mad/angry, content, and whatever else. Music flows through each and everyone of us. It’s like the blood in our veins… It’s what sets us apart from one another. Giving us our own identity. Music has the power to turn your day from its crappy beginning to a better ending. Music is essential. I know it is for me. Each and every night/day there is a song I’m thinking of.

Whether it be Beyoncé or The Middle East. I’ll always have a song on my mind.

Close your eyes. Play your favorite song in your head. Now imagine yourself… Living it. Breathing it. That’s what I do. Music is breath taking. No matter what I’m doing I will always have a song on the tip of my tongue. Its like wild fire. Once I start I can’t stop! Different countries, continents, and states use music in different ways. Here in the United States music can be used for weddings as a happy and joyous time. Or at a funeral where loved ones are mourning.

 No matter what you’re doing with your music. How you use it. Whether you write it, sing it, dance to it, whatever the case may be…

Music is everywhere in each and every one of us.

Is it in you?

I’ll list below a few of my favorite songs. Let me know what you listen to. Do you think that music is universal? Why or why not? What’s your favorite song? Least?

The Middle East– Blood

Partition– Beyoncé

Secrets– One Rebuplic

Unwritten– Natasha Beddingfield

All Me– Drake

Poetic Justice– Kendrick Lamar

Power Trip– J. Cole

Forbidden Fruit– J. Cole

Heaven– Mary Mary

Perfect– Pink

Ego– Beyoncé

I’m Yours– Jason Mraz

Free Falling– John Mayer

Imagine Me– Kirk Franklin

Unthinkable– Alicia Keys

Versace– Drake

Come Thru– Drake

Pound Cake– Drake

808– Blaque

Rain– SWV

No More– 3LW

ALL THINGS ALIYAH

ALL THINGS TUPAC

ALL THINGS DR. DRE

September– Earth Wind & Fire

Promise– Ciara

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I’ve got the runs…

Congratulations! You’ve decided that getting back into shape will get rid of those loveable love handles. You put on your old loose t-shirt you found in the bottom back of your drawers. Those new jogging pants you keep in the back of your closet are going to look even better once you actually begin to jog. You find some socks that may or may not match, depending on if you squint really hard with the lights off. After sliding your socks on you pull out those running shoes that haven’t been worn since the last time your went running. Your head band is snug and your phone is programmed to rock out. This is it! The big moment! You’re ready. You’re about to do it. You’re going to hit the ground running. (Pun intended)

Now you’re running. You’ve left your home street. Your house is nowhere insight. You’re actually doing it! Who would’ve thought you’d be running? Well now your on the go and you’re body feels different. Maybe it’s the lungs and heart hard at work? Or could it be your jiggling thighs movin’ and grovin’ with every step? Now your stomachs starting to do a little dancing of its own. But wait that can’t be right. The stomach? Yes. Every step of your feet hitting the ground time after time causes your bowles to get movin of ya know what I’m sayin! In other words, this repetitive motion of course causes your gastrointestinal system tract is looseness and forced out of your body. All of a sudden your looking for the nearest bathroom. Sadly your far from home now. Not a port-a-potty in sight. You’re speed starts to decrease and before you know it your walking around with your hands covering your backside hoping nothing slips out.

 

Yeah, that scenario was me today. I decided I would get back into shape. I started off walking and jogging around my neighborhood. Well, fortunately I made it home in time. Luckily I wasn’t to far from home. For some odd reason walking/running makes you poop! Yes, it makes you poop!! Yeah I said poop. Maybe you didn’t read it properly… POOP!!

My advice to anyone out there who is trying to get back in shape… Run, you’ll be shedding pounds on the inside… and out.

 

Tell me about your experiences! Has this happened to you? Do you exercise? What would you have done in this situation? Let me know! I’m game for any suggestions. As always comment below, I look forward to reading and laughing along with you.

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