I was white today
I was driving with the top down smoking on the good we*d and my clothes were caked in it. Contact high. Cop puleld me over and asked me if I was smokin' drugs and I kindly replied. If you are buyin', im in.
I walked around the store and looked at different items on the shelf. I was just in the day and walked this way and that way. I was free.
I made life about me and not about what anyone thought about me. I walked in corridors freely and without a single glance. I was everywhere and everyone and I was free. I didnt worry about being put down or having the microexpressions that signal to me that I am not supposed to be here.
I am here.
And the day did not end well for me.