roaches & racism

It’s the summer of 2008. T and I have been dating for about a month, it’s hot as Hades outside, and the absence of the sun makes the nights a bit more bearable. My cousin is in town, so she’s chillin’ with us. I mention that I was invited to an acquaintance’s place for bbq, and the next thing I know we’re headed toward free food.

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walmart & diabetes

So I’m walking through Walmart. I’m feeling good after leaving the gym, and T and I are picking up some groceries before heading back home. There’s yogurt and an assortment of fruits and veggies in our cart, along with a carton each of chocolate and vanilla ice cream. T is trying to figure out what frozen veggies he might take to work to have as snacks, and I’m standing in the aisle waiting and playing on my phone.

And then she comes. Leather black bucket hat, matching oversized black leather coat, cane hooked to the front of her cart, shoulders hunched. She stops at my cart.

“What are you going to do with that?” She nods toward my cart.

“With what?” I ask.

“That ice cream. What are you going to do with that?”

I’m completely confused. Why is this church mother all up in my cart? Why does she need to know how my food is going to be consumed?

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writing to myself…

I wrote a letter five years ago to the self I was ten years ago. It was on my old blog, so I thought I’d share it over here as I continue to develop content for this blog. I’m sure I’ll write a new post to one of my future or past selves again, but I’ve already written one that I cannot open until 2020.

So I’ve noticed a few folks writing letters to their five years ago self.  Freedom Reeves did one over on her blog a couple weeks ago in response to Frank Ocean’s letter to himself. Of course, I’m going to jump on the bandwagon, because if there was a possibility to time travel, I would definitely go back and smack myself for some of the things that I did.  So here goes nothing…

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welcome to mydearadia!

So I decided to switch over to a new site, and start this whole thing fresh. My old blog on Blogspot really wasn’t a reflection of me. Well, it was in the fact that it was entirely random at ALL times, but it really didn’t live up to my potential. Rather than try and go through whatever was on that page, I decided to just scrap it. So welcome to the new blog! The first couple of blogs will probably be some a couple of old posts that I actually want to keep. Other than that, this will be brand new material!

what to expect…

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