Juxtaposition

I was at the gas station and the cashier is thing young teenager with long fake nails, tough with a feel like she has had some hard days behind her. And in walks this a bit younger teenager, but this one is scared of her own shadow. Their interaction attracts my attention and I try not to stare. I don’t know why. I don’t have any ill will towards either of them, not that I ever do really. But I like to give people space. I learned that at the Buddhist retreat, not sure it was a good lesson to take outside of their.

The younger one needed clear directions to the bathroom. The cashier was trying to be concise I think. It was an odd exchange. The juxtaposition was so poignant.

Anyway. That’s it.

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol View all posts by porngirl3