yo life you know that i love you

yo life, you know that i love you.

life has a funny way of giving you things you never asked for and withholding things you are desperately begging for. And it has a funny way of making me cry and laugh in the same fucking hour...especially at nights in public transpo in Berlin it is at its best. life, at its best...

D. didn't call today although he said around midweek (well, and isn t wednesday exactly the damn middle of the week?) he would call, and if not certainly at the weekend. Great. There is nothing I long for more desperately than hearing your voice but I guess it s good you don t know it.

but Mike, a guy from Guinea talked to me in Berlin's subway. He said I attracted him already from far away because I look like a really interesting person. Well, hanging like a sack of potatoes over my guitar must look really interesting, indeed, yeah, my aura must have been overwhelming. But as I am I plunged into the conversation he was looking for and we did the balblablabbing that people do when they just get to know each other. Being an African dude though (yah, clichees! but it is true that often there are stereotypes people actually bring across. for example it is very common that guys from Africa have a very similar way of how to chatting s.o. up. it s so funny that it is actually worth an entire post to write about it. I had very funny flirts because they were so predictable. but then again, the way white european guys flirt can also be stereotyped and at least the African way is funny) it didn't take him long to explain me how special I am and how much he d love to see me again to continue this interesting conversation. I actually missed my station because of him and had to wait another 15 min. which he used to the fullest extend. As I don t give numbers or take numbers after having met a person the first time (my rule is to exchange contacts if we have run into each other three times coincidentally. but of course with David I had to make an exception...but you see what good comes out of breaking my rules. no good that is!) he had a hard time convincing me that I should take his number nevertheless. He actually asked me whether I am spontanteous and I said yes, because dammit, I am one of the most spontaneous creatures on this motherfucking planet, but I could tell where this would lead to.

Yeah, right, he asked me whether I would spontaneously go for a drink with him. Nope, darling, at was the wrong line. Go home and learn your text before we continue talking dammit!

He said, anybody could talk to me but not everybody would fight for me as he did. Thats why I should take his number. When I explained him how much I am right now in love with D. he said literally that I really should take his number because it is always good to have a spare tire around. I should believe him because he has seen a lot in his life. Yo.

Jesus Christ....okay, I took his number, said good bye and sadly sat down in the next subway. I almost started crying as I thought of you and how you smile and how you talk and how you are. And how it is impossible to be happy with you. Because at least in the near future there won t be a 100 % David package available. Love hurts.

But life wouldn't let me linger in this mood for long. Soon some crazy dudes hopped in the waggon and asked me whether I would play something for them after they gave me two chinese food sticks to bring me luck. I said yes and they went around and gathered money and we had lots of fun acting as if we were one of those dudes who beg for money in subways. not that this would be a funny issue in itself but at times it is good to laugh about something we all encounter every day and are actually annoyed by. Soon we had the whole waggon laugh their ass off and it was so great to see how those tired anonymous citizens suddenly saw the person and human being behind each other, behind the masks.... It was crazy crazy and I guess I am one of those whacky characters that Brother Obi loves to see in the public transpo. Smiling I went home and on the way I met this bum I got to know the other day and he asked me whether I had a few cents and I gave him all the money we got in the subway by playing around and thats how the circle closes and now i go to bed.