A TRIP IN THE SACK
"Sometimes doing something so out of the ordinary, so unlike yourself is just what you need to put things back in perspective. I can testify. Not long ago I was out of my mind. I’d been caught up with a trifling so and so who’d first rocked my world then wrecked it. He’d done a slow fade out of my life and took my heart with him. Since I was already dead I took to my bed and was never gonna get out of it. I was gonna lie there forever listening to The Best of Al Green on a continuous loop, "I’m so tired of being alone, I’m so tired of being alone. . ." Hair uncombed, face a mess. Pathetic. I’d shuffle from the bathroom to my bed hysterical. I’d start laughing, then burst into tears, then go back to manic laughter, then back to sobs again. Can you spell PMS? Oh the drama!
It’s probably too late to make a long story short but a friend came over, let herself in with her key. Fed my cats, opened the drapes and the windows then dragged me out of bed and out of the house. We went out, we talked, we laughed, and I met someone. My thoughts as I gazed at his strapping 6 ft. 2, 200 pound frame and the downy peach fuzz of his soft baby brown skin, are too private to share, even for me. But, as India.Arie, so eloquently put it, he made me want to "Hershey’s Kiss his Licorice."
His name was Kevin. He was 22. I was definitely not, and I felt like a dirty old man. I hung my head in shame but I took him home anyway. Had to, Baby Boy lived in Queens; Jamaica Queens, the last stop on the F train. That’s almost as far as Colorado when you’re coming from downtown Manhattan. Either way, he lived with his moms. Yes he did. I could almost blush with shame, and I’m pretty shameless. But I digress. Though I knew it wasn’t forever it was okay for today. Did the trick. You feeling me? He was definitely a trip in the sack, that Kevin. I threw him down and sexed him up. Yep, the pep was back in my step. And sometimes the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. Now I’m not saying you should give it up to everybody who asks, Lord, you’d never get off your back. And I know as well as the next sister that if you lie down with dogs, you’ll get dirty. What I am saying is that sometimes it’s okay to give Mr. Right Now a chance until you find Mr. Right."
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