this imploding heart

Now I remember what

Now I remember what I forgot

I met a transexual at the bus stop who was getting ready to have a sex change in the next year. In the midst of our conversation, a homeless drunk man came up and asked us for a cigarette. I told him I didnt smoke, but I had a little change. He took it, and thanked me, and introduced himself as White Cloud , he bowed a little bow, and shook my hand. He then offered his hand to the person I was talking with. She took it, very briefly and with great disgust. (White Cloud had very clean, cared for hands) The bus pulled up, and she scurried on board. White Cloud thanked me again, and bowed his little bow and was on his way. When I got on the bus, I noticed she had saved a seat for me. When I sat down, she muttered, "Well, there are just all types in the world. Just all types" and kind of harrumphed.

I thought it was pretty funny.

Posted by Sonya at January 15, 2001 04:18 PM