There is a tweeker hanging out on the corner this morning. She looks like a jedi wrapped in her brown blanket but instead of a lightsaber, she wields both a can of Pepsi and a cigarette in one hand. Her other hand gesticulating like shes doing a silent film monologue from The Emperor Strikes Back. Silent film, thats what comes to mind when i look at her....it would seem she doesnt feel heard. Her wild gestures trying to communicate to an unhearing, unseen audience. Through her performance, I have learned, she locked herself out of her car. I can tell because shes bending a coat hanger wildly as if to make a slim jim. What doesnt make sense is that she got the blanket, Pepsi, cigarette, and coat hanger from her car. She periodically sits down on the curb, dramatically plopping her head in her hands, then paces up and down, searching for her audience...to see which direction she should be performing to. The people walking their dogs and jogging pay her no attention. I ate my paleo breakfast, put on my Reebok Nano 3.0 shoes, my Lagunitas craft beer hoodie and rush off to work...my colorful, stressful, exciting, engaging, beautiful struggle. My talky is in full color. I wonder why she prefers silent films.
Posted on: Fri, 09 Jan 2015 17:15:06 +0000
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