letters to africa...

dear africa,


i ditched the music that was my friend... sometimes, a girl just needs a half. in my case, i need a whole lott'a set of halves. maybe that ought'a do the trick.


went to the mall with an old friend. just checked out a few things... and got ourselves checked out by people as well. not that we tried. and i, for one, am a natural stand-out in this black & white city. the mall was unusually crowded today... not that it ever wasn't, especially on a sunday afternoon... but, quite a number of people made cameos in the flashback that was your mall trip. and with all the other faceless people, you come to realize, what they say you are. though, it's only as far as it goes... still, the affirmation stands. i think to myself... they don't know me.