Alright, so here I am
with my feet in the bathtub
staring at the flame of a candle.
Last year, 2018, I was dating this girl. Her name is Chloe.
I don’t know if I would call it a relationship; it should be called an insane situation between two contrasting individuals.
We unofficially began our insanity around February of 2018. She was rushing my co-ed fratnerity.
She is short, perfectly plumped Latina with this
that sparks red hot only at the present moment;
there is no future or past with her; no depression or anxiety — just a string of complete chaos.
That intrigued me, but not enough to chase her; I was busy pursuing my far-sighted aspirations which rendered the present moment as a means to a great end; I was willing to sacrifice the now for a better and planned future.
And that’s what intrigued her about me.
So I think.
I’ll end here for now.
With love and sincerity,
José Michael Rubio
(originally written in December 22nd, 2019 but it was never released; an “unblog”)