Friday

An anticipation is in the air. Its Friday, and all the faces on the bus say so without words. Tired, anxious, ready. Its not my Friday, but I appreciate it nonetheless. People are much more friendly to wait on at work, and that means more tips por moi-LOVE IT!
As I walked downtown to catch a bus this a.m, a homeless man asked me if I wanted to dance. "Its Friday girl!! Gitch yo ass over here and dance with an old man!!" I politely declined- I could smell him from 10 feet away. I loved the gesture though. He didnt even have a job and he was stoked on Friday nonetheless. I curtsied to him as if at a ball and his eyes shined at me- a glimmer of happiness in a life otherwise desperate. Friday brings these things to you. Pieces of joy and shards of hope hiding in the corners of everyday life.