greatest conquerd fear

172 and 9 is my current greatest fear
as the creek and grind of my minds gear
speeds faster than I can steer.

racing, rumbling and far to fast
far to often the boundry lines are passed.
Those thoughts I would UN cast.

there will not be any even score
"as much as you love now, you will love even more"
was whispered to my core

and I'm shedding this shiny fire
with raised hands I seek for something higher.
waxen ears gifted to The liar.

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The call was good on Saturday
"I'm ready to hear what you have to say."
and all the fear did melt away.

and with that heat did melt my brain
so I struggled for composure to gain
and open I was once again

that simple hurt finding seal
Such deep and old pains began to heal
that I asked G-d "is this real?"

One string mending all my rope?
when it's viewed in G-d's wider scope,
faith, love coupled with Hope.

My love for chocolate...

I work at a gas station called QuikTrip. One of the ways I like interacting with my customers is to make 'clever' comments or puns based on statements they may be wearing at the time. For instance...Man walks in with a T-shirt that has the "I heart NY" printed on it. I say "do you love New York?" or "I think New york is pretty cool too." That being said I can begin the story:

A young woman enters the store. I have read her shirt before the door opens so as soon as she can hear me I say "Welcome to QuikTrip. I love Chocolate!" I say this because that is what her shirt said. She smiles in recognition of my statement and continues on with her day.

kind of a boring story eh? No real quirk to it. No reason to retell the story from my perspective. none at all. but lets take a look at it from the other employees perspective...

they are working. they are focused on what ever work it is that they are doing. They are not paying attention to who is entering or what their T-Shirt may or may not say. not one bit. They hear me say "Welcome to QuikTrip. I Love Chocolate!" They think "that's odd. he does not always say that. I wonder why it is that he said that." The they look up at me to see why I would make such a random declaration. and this is what they see

They see me. they see me looking at the customer. They then turn to look at the customer and they see a beautiful smile gracefully blooming upon an equally breathtaking face. A young woman that is very much the ebony to my ivory. A Nubian Princes she was!
Not one of my co-workers bother reading what her T-Shirt says at this point. Their heads snap back to look at me, and back to her. then to me again....They are shocked....They never thought I would...they are taken aback by how 'forward' I was....How out of character for me...stutter and stammer....

And I stand there trying to tell them I read a T-Shirt. It's no use. Perseption (sp?) is reality. So the rest of the day finds me greeting customers

"Welcome to QuikTrip, The darker the better!"